Phone Calls

Yeah From the gutter where it started City turned a nigga heartless I got so use to the hate it done made a nigga change I know it’s hard trynna keep guard on ya heart But I ain’t got a heart to break Word to my grave f*ck all the hate They ain’t want me to eat but I got me plate yeah They say I changed up Cold hearted you could blame where I came from But I’m still with the same ones From the gutter yeah them niggas my day ones Yeah they know that I'm ten toes Way before we was whipping in rentals The amiris and kenzos We was polo down louis belts with extendos ah Now they don't know where to find me I left a couple niggas in the past skrrrt You already know my timing I ain't outside unless its for a bag But I be outside everyday know ya niggas can't relate They tell me be patient I'm getting sick of the wait Cause I know that this shit is fate yeah