Testo Can't Call It - Spillage Village feat. J. Cole, Bas, EARTHGANG & J.I.D
Testo della canzone Can't Call It (Spillage Village feat. J. Cole, Bas, EARTHGANG & J.I.D), tratta dall'album Can't Call It (feat. J. Cole, Bas, EARTHGANG & J.I.D) - Single
Can't call it, can't call it
I never came from deep pockets
Why can't I make a deposit?
Can't call it, can't call it
Oh, I had so many days of crying
Oh, I had so many days of pain
Have you ever been as sad as I am?
Lord, I ask if anything would change
I can see the future that we're heading
I would say it's better not to tell
If it's anything like this in Heaven
Maybe I'd be better off in Hell
Miseducated, unemployed, get deployed in a week
Them snatch my body and my soul, was exploited for free
Now occupations getting stole, shipped and sold overseas
Can't trust nobody like that, no, to make sure I'm gon' eat
All I see is distractions, distractions
My life just keep flashing and I'm flashing blue lights
Get behind you, your little blood pressure start to climbing up
My niggas be speaking in spirits, schooling me on timing
I went to sleep deep in them caves with spiders on my eyelids
So, so, so what you know 'bout shining?
Lord, I've been dancing for days
Hell, I'm still shaking off slaves beneath the dipped in diamonds
She claim I be so zoned in, I can't leave her for one moment
Really, I be so flown in, tallying up these components
Of life and I still be tryna make sense of that jibber-jabber
You right, I could tie this 'round my
Neck, floating up that corporate ladder
Whether the levels matter or realistic
I'd rather be a misfit, we get it cracking
We simple mechanic action but but can't call it
Oh, I had so many days of crying
Oh, I had so many days of pain
Have you ever been as sad as I am?
Lord, I ask if anything would change
I can see the future that we're heading
I would say it's better not to tell
If it's anything like this in Heaven
Maybe I'd be better off in Hell
Heavy duty, hell on Earth, we been feeling Heaven's duties
Even with these demons on us, journey deeper to atonement
Through the edges of my mind, I cannot give you my mind state
That shit like going on blind dates
I don't know how that bitch look, I could've been took
I'm keeping divine faith, follow the line straight
And narrow never been one of my fine traits
I just been living the road, I don't got no home
I cannot define safe, running the bases, I live in the times
Few of my niggas is running it with me
We been surviving and keeping alive
Thanking you, God, God's great
Gave me a pond, now lakes upon us
Look at the water, rinse out your eyes
You have been stuck in a blind state
Most of us out here just nickel and dime
Cook up and triple the crime rate
But that's by design and we never snooze
Now I'm so awake, step in my shoes, nigga
Can't call it, can't call it
I never came from deep pockets
Why can't I make a deposit?
Can't call it, can't call it
I can see the future that we're heading
I would say it's better not to tell
If it's anything like this in Heaven
Maybe I'd be better off in Hell
So far I done, yeah, so far I done
Okay, so far I done managed to take advantage
I set a goal and of course it ain't take off like how I planned it
Granted, I want the globe and the planet where my hands is
Granted, I'm on my toes and I'm sick of standing
Sick of the bicker back and forth
The lifted pitch inside your voice
'Cause I can't afford to pick if it's in a Porsche
If I get in a pickle, I pull the pistol out my shorts
Payback on the pussy boys, so give me mines and give me yours
Give me time and let me finish to design the method
Enemy the line I stepped in
Point me in the wrong direction
Digging in the mind, connecting
Everything I ever seen, ever done, ever was
Tryna set the gas to the fire, I prepped it
Walking in shit that I stepped in
Oh, I had so many days of crying
Oh, I had so many days of pain
Have you ever been as sad as I am?
Lord, I ask if anything would change
I can see the future that we're heading
I would say it's better not to tell
If it's anything like this in Heaven
Maybe I'd be better off in Hell
Activated, native language, middle finger, how ironic
What it take to get it when you know you got it?
How you operating when you know your calling?
Glad He raised me 'cause I know my papa wasn't sober often
I ain't judging, I get high
Now I'm the best to break out and leave 285
Sticking my chest out, putting my deuce up
Losing respect for the ones you like
Back in Georgia, we whip it slow
Get pulled over and you could die
Fuck the bullshit, fuck the cool shit
Grab the burner, let's use our rights
Let's get rich with these fools tonight
What a decision, what a commitment
What are the limits when you decide?
Pop the moon roof, ain't your voodoo
Hit the crib, get dank and cuckoo
Certified, I could lead the new school
Word to tribe, whole team is Zulu
Can't call it, can't call it
I never came from deep pockets
Why can't I make a deposit?
Can't call it, can't call it
I can see the future that we're heading
I would say it's better not to tell
If it's anything like this in Heaven
Maybe I'd be better off in Hell
Credits
Writer(s): Jermaine Cole, Justin Bryant, Abbas Hamad, Destin Route, Eian Parker, Olu Fann
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