Flexx Fargo - Who Can I Call

This for all my real ones
You said you never change on me then You changed on me
After I gave you my all feel like you prayed On me
Don’t get ya family involved it ain’t the same Homie
You threw that pussy so good
Feel like the saints on me
It’s so crazy
I wish I seen right thru ya bullshit
I let you play me
We was relationship goals
Just like Beyoncé Jay-Z
An girl it’s crazy how you know ima make it
With this music shit I’m just staying patient
An when you left me I was at my lowest
I put my heat all on these beats an girl I hope you notice
When I’m in public I try not to show it
But fuck a bitch I’m in that Stu now
Just tryna stay focus
To keep it real I shed some tears when I wrote this
An to be honest girl I can’t control this
You said forever an ever I guess you
Just was joking
Can’t give my heart to another bitch
That’s because you broke it
Now when you see me on tv I’m flexing hard on purpose
Who can I call
Who can I call
When I’m feeling lonely
Who can I call when it’s me an the homies
Who can I call
Who can I call
This for all my Brodie’s that’s in that system
Screaming fuck the police
Who I can I call
I know that bitch say she gon hold you down but
It she gon keep it real when you ain’t around Her
I need a real bitch one that I can start a family
An build with
I’m talking bout a house in the hills with
Who can I call
Who can I call
This for all my dawgs that’s in that system
Screaming fuck the law
An fuck the opps we gon kill em all
I call Ke Shoota
Then that’s problem solved
An rest an peace to all my niggas swear I miss em all
And you niggas ah never feel my pain
Locked up for the first time Ain’t hear a thing From nobody
So you niggas can’t tell me nothing
Bout no loyalty They only screaming free
You ain’t putting up for no lawyer fee
I been there done that with niggas
That’s why I move different
He move iffy I promise I got that tool
With me
Never catch me ganged up
I’m with like two niggas
An bro gon let that thing bust
He really shoot niggas
I know some niggas doing life In them Prisons
Ain’t heard Shoota ever since he got sentenced
Reck an Sosa in the hole they just called
My phone asking for pictures
I told em keep they head up
they be right ina minute
And that shit hurt I seen troub ina casket
I know some homies that ah snake you For a plastic
All the shit I seen it done turned me
To a savage
Most of these niggas be out here
Fronting they be capping but
Who can I call
Who can I call
When I’m feeling lonely
Who can I call when it’s me an the homies
Who can I call
Who can I call
This for all my Brodie’s that’s in that system
Screaming fuck the police
Who I can I call
I know that bitch say she gon hold you down but
It she gon keep it real when you ain’t around Her
Troub city 915

Written by:
Shawn Hannah

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