(+) Rough Soul
Yeah
Had to go to LA for the winter
Had to vibe out
Just caught a tour to the
Real ni**a talk slick to ya
Told ya bring your girlfriend
tell her take her friends too
Telling Hollywood kinda weird
You don’t really like it
but you gotta play the
Yeah met ya last June
By next June we will
and f**k now
Fell in love at the wrong time
Spent a night at my high rise
Or hit me late on my hotline
Telling me you miss my homies
and your mama cry
Late night you’re
my boo thing yeah
You’re my
with the blue thing yeah
All praise to the most high leader
Dipped off in the heels
Girl you’re gone now
And oh baby
Don’t call me
don’t call me no more
Girl you’re gone now
And oh baby
Don’t call me
don’t call me no more
Went back to the homeland
Had to tell the ni**as
what I did in your hometown
Everybody know we probably
woulda made it last
But there you go
started tripping never
hit me back
Real ni**a went back
to the pimping
Started getting groovy
with the women I was hitting
Got a gold chain
and a nose ring
And a new watch
no tick but I always been a thug
Black boy with a black fade yeah
Got that when you did things
You was f**king
and you did dirt too
We was talking
but you never hit my phone booth
Moved up and I feel good s**t
Roll palm trees
and I made a hand for ya
Billboards around the city
with your face on it
But they ain’t never really know
what you been through
Stay dancing
where the hoes at huh
Why your homies
gotta go down huh
I ain’t trip
when I see you dance
at a show back in Feb
You trip but we don’t talk much
Girl you got me f**ked up
Real ni**a gotta get it
when he f**ked up
Fake ni**as like a new man
Just a little side joint
Always been a side joint
Alright joint
Girl you’re gone now
And oh baby
Don’t call me
don’t call me no more
Girl you’re gone now
And oh baby
Don’t call me
don’t call me no more
Girl you’re gone now
And oh baby
Don’t call me
don’t call me no more
Girl you’re gone now
And oh baby
Don’t call me
don’t call me no more