Tell me I'm just fine Cause I think I'm going crazy I'm losing faith, I find it in your eyes Maybe I'll spend the night, I need you to save me From
alright Tell me I'm just fine Cause I think I'm going crazy I'm losing faith, I find it in your eyes Maybe I'll spend the night, I need you to save me From
should see someone about a cold drink I don't know, i'm delirious? night" [Drake - Verse 1] Cups of the Rose Bitches in my old phone I should call one and go home
call my crib to see seventy-four Kick rhymes over the phone for hours he had the dac Babe bro told him, 'You wanna get money, see black When you get home
cash, I can make you explode You don?t wanna break the code, you want a day of Combs I can take you on outer limits away from home Where your girls
is so smokey that I almost fall off I start inhalin' it, I'm tryin' not to cough They wanna tap my phone wanna keep my crib bugged Call all my homes,
nothin' 'bout this hood love Gotta know about this hood love Listen, so my niggas this from the hood, they call it home To my hustlers try to stay open, say your phones
the phone, who is this? Frank, listen turn the music down Hold on, didn't I tell you not to talk to me I'm on the phone! You know when I'm on the phone
heard me yet Today you crossed your heart And said you'd meet me in the dark When I called you on the phone You pretended you weren't home Hey baby
'm through Watch me show you gangsta Any other night I'll be rocking Sports Center T-shirt Ponytail with my slippers Probably callin' your phone asking when you coming home
on my wall It reminds me that it's not so bad It's not so bad Dear Slim, I wrote you but you still ain't callin' I left my cell, my pager And my home phone
her alone, girl She keep callin' me, callin' me, I try to leave her alone But she keep callin' me, callin' me and I gotta go, said I gotta go She keep callin' me, callin
i've been gone away from home for too long and it's drivin' me crazy 'cause i'm missin my baby i call her on the phone every day just to say even though
the run in when their comin', when I'm rollin' in my home A son of a bitch, I gotta cough, cough in the summer Love of thug nigga, from my calico, I felt
running from Lady Death, still I'm shady Okay, they say he schizophrenic and crazy Back in the 80's tryna get up out the foster homes in dreams a teen
Got me crazy, skrilla got me gone Skrillaaaaaaaaaa - got me flippin new Cadillac chromes Skrillaaaaaaaaaa - got me crazy, skrilla got me mad Cos skrilla
Girls dressed alike lookin' like they cloned up Same nights I wouldn't pick my phone up And you was thinkin' "Damn boy, grow up!" And I could still hear her leavin' Crazy
