Tee Grizzley - Voicemail (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Tee Grizzley - Voicemail (en) Lyrics
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Mm, yeah, yeah
I was tellin' that bitch,
Tee Grizzley, bitch, you
gotta come to my world
You know what I'm sayin'?
This that real shit
Mm, the city, woah, woah, woah
Yeah, yeah
Look, look, uh
Crazy feelin' in my heart,
too much on my brain
I be poppin' Perkies back to back,
now I can't feel a thing
No matter what I'm feelin',
I'm gon' keep it to myself
I be dreamin' 'bout unc, been seein'
death since you left and
Court dates and funerals
Mama, this your baby,
never stop prayin'
Soon as I go to sleep, my
phone start ringin'
Soon as I find some peace,
here come the blog pages
On the phone with my mama, ma,
I was 'sleep when you called
I clicked over for smacker, no,
I pressed one for my dog
Talked to my daughter on FaceTime,
it's healin' my heart
Sometimes it get to killin' me, hope
this ain't how she 'member me
Bae, I'm thug to the bone, I
ain't lookin' for sympathy
I been thuggin' so long, in the
street, in the industry
You know you can hit my
phone if you need me
But who can I call with my back
against the wall? (Ayy, ayy)
My daughter askin', "Where you
at? When you comin' back?"
My girl askin' me, "What's
wrong? You need to relax"
So many people on my phone
talkin' this and that, uh
Now, what's wrong? Leave me alone
Can't get no sleep, bitches
abusin' my number
Either the tattlers got questions
or bitches askin' for money
A thousand problems every
time my phone ring
I let it ring, I don't know
what to say (Yeah, yeah)
Uh, I don't know what
to say (Yeah, yeah)
I don't know what to say (I don't even
know what the fuck you sayin')
(Know what to say) Yeah,
yeah (What to say)
That shit ain't gon' mean nothin'
Ain't nothin' enough, it feel like
Nothin' you say even matter
type shit, they can't even
hear that shit, ah
I get to a check and bounce (Fuck
on), niggas out here checkin'
out (Niggas out here dyin')
I was out here homeless walkin',
now my wrist a car,
neck a house (No cap)
Slave master how I whip the 'Bach,
walk around with a million cash
I ain't posted, though, I was low
with it, everything ain't for
the internet (You know?)
Miss my pops, God, please, can You
just think about givin' him back?
Brodie, once that money gone, it's gone,
you better remember to stack
Plugged the power to the neighbor
house, we was late
on bills, I remember that
You don't get shit just for bein'
real, you supposed to be, they
be forgettin' that (Fuck)
Hit the club, I ain't buy no bottles,
but I hit the hood and got
granny crib remodeled (I did)
G-lock full of hollows 'cause lettin'
'em get me too big of a pill
to swallow (Can't let 'em)
Wanted to box, looked up and cases
was all I had to fight (Damn)
Wanted to go to the league, I
ain't make it, but I still turned
out alright (I'm cool)
Fought in school and had to
fight in jail, maybe I'm the
problem (Maybe it's me)
Niggas got money in my face and left
me broke, I should've robbed
'em (Should've got they ass)
Seen my nigga was 'bout to
crash out, feel like I could've
stopped him (Damn)
It ain't 'bout gettin' to the top (What
it's 'bout?), it's 'bout gettin' from
off of the bottom, nigga (Ayy, ayy)
My girl askin' me, "What's wrong?
You need to relax" (Yeah)
So many people on my phone, talkin'
this and that, uh (What?)
Now, what's wrong? Leave
me alone (Fuck on)
I let it ring (Let me call you right back), I don't
know what to say (I don't even know what motherfuckers
be wantin' to feel like, yeah, yeah)
Uh, I don't know what to say (What
the fuck to say to these people,
gang, like, yeah, yeah)
I don't know what to say
Just let me go a couple days just
without hearin' from nobody
You feel me? You know I'll call everybody
in a couple days, man
This shit too much right now
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