Search results for 'phone call from god by jerry jordan' Page #169

gon' sip it, we gon' pour, I ain't pickin' up the phone
When I was broke, they ain't let my calls ring
Before I come down and get a bucket, tie my

It's me, it's your H-U-B-B-Y
I've been staring at my phone till it personified
I just been waiting for a call or a lil' reply
Cause you be going

family pictures and underlined scriptures
Stories of old and ones still to unfold
Taken from and written in
This book that we call life
Whoa oh oh oh
Roots

fiery lights
Fi- fi- fi- fiery lights
Fi- fi- fi- fi- fi- fi
The world's in shambles, I call it planetary hindsight
Blue visions only, 'cause I was raised

feel it all
Emotions in can't tune 'em out
Deal with it no friends to call
Never helped that we moved around
Had an apartment
Turned to a house
One night

for playing with my team
This a god damn arms race, not no scene

Gotta scram from shawty, she bad for my mental
Hit a drive by in this 80 dollar rental

I talk like a chulo(Chulo)
I live in Mars, I'm not Bruno(Woo)
Bitch, I'm a dog, call me Cujo
You play your cards, I'm reversed on you all and I might

years that's ahead of me
Thank you God
But if I let it get away from me
Then this one for my fans, friends and family
When they bury me
Yeah I'm gone

I

me but steady be lyin

And I know the gang call me when bullets be fly
Tryna find your love but I'm too blind to see
But yeah, I'ma throw up behind my

I'm goin' through obstacles
Every day a test, God bless the child can hold his own
There's a big difference between bein' lonely and alone
On the phone

still got killers trailing the truck
I was surrounded by sharks but I had all the heart so it was never hard to adjust
Nobody had walked me thru nothing

phone
I just really need the bread by my side
I want the money for my whole life

But I get that girl for one night
And Ill do it right
My bro, high

our time is up, I think it's time to go
You can't give my
Phone a call again
I can't fall in love again-ain-ain
Poles is flying, and souls is dying
So,

and start fucking you up
I'm really like that go tell him what's up
No phone calls I'm usually the one
Niggas be talking like they are big and baddest
Cause

the neighborhood watch again
It's like, everybody on they rockstar shit till they call you on stage from the audience
And when the shit's already hit the blades hit

phone
Lookin hella fine don't know why you alone
Like to call me daddy when you cum n moan
Want you by my side wakin up in the mornin

Dizzy til I die got

with phone Conversations
That I had to record (yeah)
Sotho Woman from Musina
With a Beautiful Smile
And you'll always
Be my mother
I'm indebted to you

my efforts on the line
Writing rhymes while trying to shine
Ain't no failure by design
Ain't from the trenches, I seen some shit
Pass me the blunt, no

The game isn't easy to carry I started in April and now I got arm pains
And I'm gonna get green in the bank it's a matter of fact you can tell by my

phone wanna be on tryna be Ceasor
OG's all in my dm's don't get wit the times bitch get wit this heater
I done moved so much loud when I come to town they

talk it never feels true
(yeah yeah)
Every time we listen and laugh
For you (yeah)
Baby you callin' my phone tonight
The days and hours just tick by
I

who am I the victim of?
Yeah, I'd rather hold a grudge
They can say sorry first, and then I'll budge
And if they do it through the phone, it doesn't

concealed
These niggas hate from the outside I already know that I really don't care
I was fucking this bitch while he calling her phone she got her ass in

not the nigga for you, you don't love me like you used to
Now she call my phone telling me, he don't do the shit that you do
Babygirl used to be