Jon Jr - Life Is Calling Lyrics

I don't know what ya'll call it
Some say pimp, some say mack, or just brollick
Borderline alcoholic
Some play ball but for the most part sell narcotic
With chicks that sip Hypnotic
Digging for gold but some got they're own so stop it
You could find a few in college
But some drop out to go seek out the streets for knowledge
Ain't apologetic they're just trying to abolish
Poverty by any means, how could you knock it
You could do your four years, still don't promise
That you ain't gone return to the hood like Robin
It's sickening employments limited
Now you in the same room as a kid you was pissing in
In yo momma house them walls closing in
Until yo man come pick you up in a new Benz
How you gone answer when your life is calling
Some of ya'll will miss out too busy balling
Pick up the phone stop yes yes ya'lling
God forbid you end up dead by morning
Get your head out the clouds
Thought I told ya'll the time is now
Need to sing this loud, I'm in the coup with the drop top down
Yelling out ya'll look at me now
I'm not an advocate for what we traffic
Guilty as charged here eating my catfish
Momma said all my dreams ought to be lavish
But no fairy godmother to do such magic
Up on the boulevard rocking my classics
Hopping turnstiles lighting phillys with matchsticks
That was before I traded cash for plastic
I wouldn't even recognize a bill if you flashed it
Everythings electronic bastard
That small time block money ain't fantastic
Been there seen that ain't too many that lasted
Cut my connect before it got too drastic
Wasn't that glamorous cash in the mattress
Still a cut above the others hustling backwards
Now I'm looking back at the past theatrics
Trying to stack bank like aristocrats
Ya'll probably thinking there's a gap in this song
Fake ass storyteller man he rapping it wrong
Lord knows I was in and out, had to be gone
Till the day I'm buried and I got them rosaries on
How you gone answer when your life is calling
Some of ya'll will miss out too busy balling
Pick up the phone stop yes yes ya'lling
God forbid you end up dead by morning

I don't know what ya'll call it
Some say pimp, some say mack, or just brollick
Borderline alcoholic
Some play ball but for the most part sell narcotic
With chicks that sip Hypnotic
Digging for gold but some got they're own so stop it
You could find a few in college
But some drop out to go seek out the streets for knowledge
Ain't apologetic they're just trying to abolish
Poverty by any means, how could you knock it
You could do your four years, still don't promise
That you ain't gone return to the hood like Robin
It's sickening employments limited
Now you in the same room as a kid you was pissing in
In yo momma house them walls closing in
Until yo man come pick you up in a new Benz
How you gone answer when your life is calling
Some of ya'll will miss out too busy balling
Pick up the phone stop yes yes ya'lling
God forbid you end up dead by morning
Get your head out the clouds
Thought I told ya'll the time is now
Need to sing this loud, I'm in the coup with the drop top down
Yelling out ya'll look at me now
I'm not an advocate for what we traffic
Guilty as charged here eating my catfish
Momma said all my dreams ought to be lavish
But no fairy godmother to do such magic
Up on the boulevard rocking my classics
Hopping turnstiles lighting phillys with matchsticks
That was before I traded cash for plastic
I wouldn't even recognize a bill if you flashed it
Everythings electronic bastard
That small time block money ain't fantastic
Been there seen that ain't too many that lasted
Cut my connect before it got too drastic
Wasn't that glamorous cash in the mattress
Still a cut above the others hustling backwards
Now I'm looking back at the past theatrics
Trying to stack bank like aristocrats
Ya'll probably thinking there's a gap in this song
Fake ass storyteller man he rapping it wrong
Lord knows I was in and out, had to be gone
Till the day I'm buried and I got them rosaries on
How you gone answer when your life is calling
Some of ya'll will miss out too busy balling
Pick up the phone stop yes yes ya'lling
God forbid you end up dead by morning