Voicemail Lyrics by Tee Grizzley (feat. Rod Wave)
(Pipe that *** up, TNT)
(Damn, Kai, you goin’ crazy)
Mm, yeah-yeah
I was tellin’ that ***, Tee Grizzley, [?] come and see my world
Baby, this ***— mm
This city, oh, woah-woah-woah
Yeah, yeah
Look, look
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 [?], been seein’ devils 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, it come to blow pages
On the phone with my mama, Ma, I was sleep when you called
I clicked over for smack, oh 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, *** abusin’ my number
Either the teller’s got questions or *** askin’ for money
A thousand problems every time my phone ring (Yeah)
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, yeah-yeah
What to say, what to say
I get to a check and bounce, *****s out here checkin’ out
I was out here homeless walkin’, now my wrirt a cart, neck a house
Slave master how I whip the ‘Back, I walk around with a million cash
I ain’t posted though, I was low with it, everything ain’t for the Internet
Miss my pops, God, please, can’t you just think about givin’ ’em back?
Brodie wants that money gone, it’s gone, you better remember the stack
Plug the power to the neighbor house, we was late on bills, I remember that
You don’t get *** just for bein’ real, you supposed to be, they be forgettin’ that
Hit the club, I ain’t bought no bottles, but I hit the hood and got granny crib remodeled
G-Lock full of hollows ’cause lettin’ ’em give me too big of a pill to swallow
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
Fought in school and had to fight in jail, maybe I’m the problem (Maybe it’s me)
*****s got money in my face and left me broke, I should’ve robbed ’em (Should’ve got they ass)
Seen my ***** 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, *****
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, *** abusin’ my number
Either the teller’s got questions or *** askin’ for money
A thousand problems every time my phone ring (Yeah)
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, yeah-yeah
What to say, what to say
