Текст песни Jail Calls - Chaka

Yeah yeah

Yeah

Ok ok okokok

Them missed jail calls yeah they make me sick
And imma do it for the hood they got to feel my shit
And I said fuck the fame I just wanna be rich
You see cause I been going off and I keep pushing on
My phone been ringing and I cant sleep at all
If these pillows could talk they say that I been on my job
My feelings I lost and life it been hard
They say I make it far I'll be a shooting star
Miss hooping with my dogs, smoking with my dogs
Moving soft moving dog
Couple niggas on a button that I wish I never lost
Still wishing on a star that I don't see the guards
Still wishing on a star for the ones behind bars
And I been working hard still missing jail calls

See my bro doing life and I wanna drop a tear for him
He told me he ain't dead he told me just be there for him
Law library yeah we still learning
See this weed up in my blunt yeah it's still burning
Highway with the work yeah we still earning
Reggie Lewis in the game I can die from this balling
In case niggas outside I brought mine all in
One up in the head I squeeze it all they get to falling
And if I ain't got my gun we can get the brawling
6set be the gang Blockstar spartan

Them missed jail calls yeah they make me sick
And imma do it for the hood they got to feel my shit
And I said fuck the fame I just wanna be rich
You see cause I been going off and I keep pushing on
My phone been ringing and I cant sleep at all
If these pillows could talk they say that I been on my job
My feelings I lost and life it been hard
They say I make it far I'll be a shooting star