Collect Calls (Bonus Track)

Look at all the bullshit I been through

If I take you home, will you tell the truth?

Look at all the bullshit I been through

If I take you home, will you tell the truth?

Momma, take this mothafuckin' block off

Tryna reach you every day, collect calls

Never get through, and I go through withdrawals

Say, who told you that I wanted this door

To slam shut? I just wanted to vent, or

Ask you if you can give me your rent for

A attorney, I can pay you back more

Soon as I get out, yeah, every rack is yours

Commissary runnin' low, I need help

Not too much, I'll hustle up the rest myself

K-Dot wrote me, sayin' Marcus got killed

If you knew me, then you'd know how bad I feel

Quisha proved me wrong and never came to visit

And I heard she fuckin' on some other ****

And my **** left me in the dark, blind

Mama, just get back at me this last time

Men lie, wo-women lie

Men lie, wo-women—

Men lie, wo-women lie

Men lie, wo-women—

Look at all the bullshit I been through

If I take you home, will you tell the truth?

Momma, take this mothafuckin' block off

Was on a date when they had taped the block off

Pulled up and they put me in them cop cars

Please believe me, this ain't easy by far

You forgot you're talkin' to your only son

'Member when you put me in that relay run?

I was racin', chasin' dreams to be the best

You had taught me that the very day I won

All I need is you to give me same support

Investigation sayin' that the same report

From a witness just might testify in court

DA say I take a deal or take a loss

I ain't built for all them goddamn numbers

God's will, say a prayer for me, Momma

If you can't, then open up the phone lines

Momma, just get back at me this last time

Men lie, wo-women lie

Men lie, wo-womens—

Men lie, wo-women lie

Men lie, wo-women—

Look at all the bullshit I been through

If I take you home, will you tell the truth?

Dante, if I stress to take the block off

That's the day the state'll take them locks off

I can only help but do so much

Bettering yourself, your own crutch

Look at your reflection, tell me who you see?

Who is your protection? G-O-D

No, it's not neglection, I have just accepted

Your fate, and what it's gon' be

'Member all the nights that I cried

Thinkin' that my only son just died?

Peekin' through the window, kickin' through the door

It's you they lookin' for, raid outside

Rather see you locked up than dead

Only you would say that I'm selfish

So, before I take the stand and put this Bible in my hand

Son, let me say this

Men lie, wo-women lie

Men lie, wo-women—

Men lie, wo-women lie

Men lie, wo-women—

Look at all the bullshit I been through

If I take you home, will you tell the truth?