WHO THEY GONE CALL ON

English translation

Type of shit you gotta burn some— some— some

Probably some scent on some candles too and just let that shit ride

Know what I'm sayin'?

Real vibes

Late night cruisin'

Going somewhere on the E-way

It go like this, mm

Poppin' champagne, but it was Roxies, yeah

Sentence him, was on the judge docket, man

Grandma prayed for me in her doctrine, damn

She thought grandbaby wasn't gon' make it probably, yeah

From the streets, my bitch from the tropics

I don't understand nothin' 'til she call me papi

Dead end, found the light, now them niggas poppin'

Couple dead friends, I survived, but it's hauntin' me

Past trauma tend to hinder what's goin' on in front of me

Tryna transform a sting from a bumblebee

Sink into my lows and my highs humble me

Choosin' hoes over wives had my soul runnin' tired

Made me cum, but when I need you, you ain't come for me

Overextended my arms, but you ain't in my reach

Rollin' in peace, used to roll in the deep

VIP only me, man, the top is lonely

Everybody got a smiley face

Everybody say it's all love that I hate

Everybody wanna be everybody else

Man, who the fuck 'round here wanna be theyself?

Damn, yeah, ayy

And when they need help, who they gon' call on?

When they all good, they don't call my phone

Expectations that they put upon me

The reason why they can't appreciate me in the moment

When I'm gone, who they gon' call on?

Steady sayin' that I'm alright when it's all wrong

My cut off game stronger than a punch from Chrisean Rock

I can't have no built up tension, yeah

I'm tryna get you away, when I snap, it ain't okay

Might land me in the penitentiary, yeah

I'm out here walkin' on thin ice

Heatin' up, it might melt if I don't step right, yeah

So my head tied on tight

Thinkin' logical, mind in a different altitude

Longevity what I pursue

I can't fall short 'cause I ain't thinkin' short term

I ain't thinkin' 'bout my bank account

I'm thinkin' 'bout my grandkids' bank account amount

Just off the shit that I earned, yeah

Nothin' promised in this life is what I learned

But broken promises made my promise land

Sold me dreams when my reality was burned

Detours ain't burn my gas, it made a man

Amen, all praise, uh-huh

(What they gon' do, Chop?)

And when they need help, who they gon' call on?

When they all good, they don't call my phone

Expectations that they put upon me

The reason why they can't appreciate me in the moment

When I'm gone, who they gon' call on?

Steady sayin' that I'm alright when it's all wrong

When I'm gone, who they gon' call on?

When I'm gone, who they gon' call on?

I'm a breath of fresh air, she say that I'm bittersweet

Self-love equals peace after you subtract me

Out your life, additionally add Jesus in it too

'Cause you need him, Father God, you need him too

Tryna paint pictures vividly, X-in' out your enemies

Told you who your friends is, they ain't nothin' but frenemies

You gon' still find a way to make me the villain

You actin' childish, I told you to have my children

Don't wanna leave 'cause you picture me rollin' and winnin'

Tolerate me 'cause you know my Christmases hit different

Thanksgiving, you know that I keep you stuffed

When TSA gave you troubles, thought them PJs was enough

I want you good, I ain't fuck up your pH, yeah

Thumb to your pussy, lips to your pussy

For shizzle, my nizzle, I made you cum like I said your name, yeah

When I call on you now, I get the voicemail

When you call on me now, you say your butt dialed

Where that pussy as fat as in your back pocket? Damn

You already changed shit up now

When I'm gone, who she gon' call on?

Haha, mm, 'cause I'm already long gone

You won't be able to reach me no more, baby

When I'm gone, who she gon' call on?

Gimme some of that