paroles de chanson Phone Call to Heaven - MoeMoney

Lord I'm not callin for forgiveness for the sins that I committed
Look I did what I did and it can't be changed
It's no regrets or remorse, did what I did for the cause
If I ain't welcomed in heaven I can't com

God it's MoeMoney calling I was hoping you had time and shit
When you get the chance hit me back I know you workin
But until then I'm leaving a message because it's urgent
It been a minute since me and you had a convo
I really called to kick it wit my brothers and my moms though
Lately I been trippin, less liquor more fronto
Sour got my heart beat sounding like a congo
Poppa what you dealing wit, down here it's getting real as shit
Everything you ever said was true, I'm starting to feel that shit
Wishing I'd have listened when you told me put my gun aside
Instead I'm crying witnessing ya vision through these blurry eyes
They gave Balla all this time I'm praying he appeal it
Locked him in a 6 by 9 but they couldn't trap his spirit
That nigga so strong he make me look weak
Wanted to cry in my cell when it was meat loaf week
That shit is terrible I'm tellin you, AC you know the feeling too
You been in a cell or two, you ate that chow didn't you
You nasty but I miss you
Remember when I went on that jux and sold that phone split the whole lick wit you
That's cuz you official
You ain't even ask for no cash, off the strength of that alone I won't forget you
Gotti wats poppin, the 'line know I got them
The Stars winning without M dubb is not a option
No way we could fail, we prevailed through the opp shit
Real nigga contest, bro you in the top ten
Occ you know the vibes, gettin drunk is still how I live
I can't forget that night I pissed on myself in ya crib
Turned around and tried to fight you I'm hype that you let me live
I clearly needed a dutch cuz that L would've been big
And Tec don't laugh bro
Lets not forget when we was working at Citi Field I use to cut yo ass bro
And you think you mad low
You made me credit you a dubb then right after you brought a 3 and a half bro
Have my money or my weed when I get up there
Before we have to hit a square and make it lit up there
Ma this the part of the voicemail I was dreading
Still I gotta rise to the occasion to keep from yelling
My days without you weak, I pray for a stronger seven
My obsession with progression been present since you reached heaven
I wanna make you proud to tell god I'm ya damn son
When this game of life got foul I still scored and won
Plus I found a lady ma I think she the damn one
If she keep it thousand with the kid you might have a grandson
But I was calling just to let ya know
Despite how full my hands get I can't let ya go
I love and I miss you all but it's time to end this call though
God next time I ring me and you engaging in convo

Lord I'm not callin for forgiveness for the sins that I committed
Look I did what I did and it can't be changed
It's no regrets or remorse, did what I did for the cause
If I ain't welcomed in Heaven I can't complain
Lord I'm not callin for forgiveness for the sins that I committed
Look I did what I did and it can't be changed
It's no regrets or remorse, did what I did for the cause
If I ain't welcomed in Heaven I can't complain

God it's MoeMoney callin back exactly as I promised
Thank you for pickin up cuz right now I'm needing ya guidance
Opposition been trippin I'm trying to keep it modest
But my tolerance for nonsense got death all over my conscious
Moe I love you but I refuse to let you keep doin this
You ruining ya chance at the music wit all this foolishness
God it ain't me can't you see these niggas keep testing me
I'm global in my living environment what you expect from me
When I was reaching for regents teachers was thinking less of me
School of hard knocks wasn't hesitant in accepting me
You put me through the worst, how could you expect the best of me
Look at how many of my loved ones you took from next to me
Moe if you callin to question me save ya energy
If you would've gave into me you wouldn't have made these enemies
You played with the piece, still expecting serenity
You old enough to know that what you sow is what you finna reap
I picked up the metal to protect us from the Devil
Cuz you stuck us in this ghetto where everybody's a rebel
That's lies Moe you know it, pride won't let you show it
Cuz it's lawyers from the hood, doctors, teachers and poets
Planted you here at birth, you still ain't choose to outgrow it
I put stones in front that glass house but never told you to throw it
I called ya brothers home now you should cherish every other one
Yea ya mother here wit me but I gave you another one
You did, and I appreciate all that she's ever done for me
But being adopted was the furthest thing from fun for me
Know how many fights I done had when they tried to come for me
Cuz I'm black and my mother white I couldn't live comfortably
Don't nobody comfort me, I wipe these tears
And CI been using this same tissue for 19 years
Moe lower ya tone, no God hang up the phone
You left me here alone and you don't see nothing wrong
My house is not a home, rodents roam, I'm too big to live wit em
My lifestyle wasn't fit for a condominium
Moe you took a mile any time I ever left a inch
God I don't think you understand what them measures meant
I went to extremes just to see me and my fellas win
Now you can't help no one if you sittin in a cell again
Look I gotta get back to these prayers and these blessings
God I understand and I love you thanks for the lessons