Call Your Friends

Hmm

I been up for three nights tryna plan out my life
I been living so wrong, but I just wanna do right
It's like I did her so wrong, but wanted her to be my wife
Wanna pack up my clothes, my kids are catching some flight

They're getting older
I never wanted them to know how it feel
To come from a broken home
My fault, guess I did it all wrong

Park the Rolls truck, ain't drove that thing in a minute
I don't even know why I bought it, really hate the attention
And I said, "It was the look on my mama face when I did it"
But really, it was my pride, ready to say it ain't rented
Can't get lost in the sauce, caught in money competitions

What's the point of an Instagram image when you got millions for real?
You really got the millions for real
Seven in the morning, my shit buzzing and banging
All day my phone ring ever since I been famous
Everybody got the perfect scheme to get 'em some paper
Tryna make it seem it's best for me and ain't no favor

If it wasn't for favors, they'll never call you
Sometimes, I need someone to talk to
Sometimes, this life can be confusing
Call your friends and ask how they're doing

I'm cooling, most days I just be cooling
Everybody got they own life and they own problems
This life's too short for grudges, call 'em
To the girl who got my heart, forever open my line
To my niggas down the road, one call at a time
My phone never ring to see if I'm doing fine
Even though, I be so caught up on the grind

Could you call me if I ever cross your mind?
Do I ever cross your mind?
If I ever cross your mind
Call me if I ever cross your mind
Do I ever cross your mind?
If I ever cross your mind
Please, call me