Adam Cruz - Role Modelz Wanted
Calling me, they keep calling for apologyI'm honestly a problem with the population, probably
Getting high before the sun rise, I don't mind
But would you just try to keep the windows in the front blind?
I go back and forth
What's a ladder for I climbed up to the bottom of the ocean where the dragon's roar
I feel so mad it's raw momma calling asking if I'm hungry for a sandwich
I'm a savage I just laugh it off
Oh what's a son without a father I'm bastard never bothered by the man
I got some issues I could mask it all
I got some people from my past I rarely seem to call
But every time I get home I only ask for
Role Modelz, Mo' Bottles, they calling (uh-huh) and I follow
No momma (aye), No sister (aye), they run and they talk and they miss us
Role Modelz, Mo' Bottles, they calling (uh-huh) and I follow
No momma (aye), No sister (aye), they run and they talk and they miss us
I never been the type to open up my mind at night
A playlist of the greatest hits I played em till my mind is bright
I kinda like, when everything inside is nice
But talking bout my problems ain't an option less the night is right
I often wonder what is life about the perfect blend of ice and clout
A smile fills a thousand pieces never thinking I'm allowed
To question if you ever thought to call me as I'm older now
(Hello? Wrong number man)
The cruelest thought cruising down your boulevard I see you and all your squad
Do you really care at all?
My heart is lost but yet my soul through all the pain it still found purpose
All I wanted was a chance to hear you say that I was worth it
But you don't see that I raised without the affirmation
So I got to make it in this world even through all the hating
That's how it be when you live past 23
When you raised just be the streets
(Yeah)
But I still ask for
Role Modelz, Mo' Bottles, they calling (uh-huh) and I follow
No momma, No sister, they run and they talk and they miss us
Role Modelz, Mo' Bottles, they calling (uh-huh) and I follow
No momma (aye), No sister (aye), they run and they talk and they miss us
Role Modelz, Mo' Bottles, they calling (uh-huh) and I follow
No momma (aye), No sister (aye), they run and they talk and they miss us
Written by:
Joseph Cruz
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