Ballad of France

Plans now they seem, more mandatory than recreational

Can't tell if you're being yourself or the person you've never had in your life

I think we all need to speak easy, talk about our feelings over basslines

Ask what it comes to the confine

We in southeast in the A-town

Ice in this bed in my auntie house

Before my cousin went to jail, he'd give anything that he had in his closet

I miss my grandma funeral, I felt bad

Felt like I let my family down

I was on the road, trying to better my career, trying to do shit I'm always talking about

It's a whole lotta shit that I brushed off

It's a whole lotta shit that I left out

I be sad when I miss y'all phone calls cause I'm far away from home now

They was acting like they know me, they pronouncing my name real good when I’m at a concert

I need to call somebody

You know that’s [mumu's?] son

You know that’s [mumu's?] son

You know that’s [mumu's?] son

I need to call somebody

I need to call somebody

I’m in a suit with a tie and [a bun?]

Tell the president to call me, I’ll make a decision

She’ll remember me forever-ever in a weekend

I was selling weed with a compound interest

I had the plan, I just need you to listen

I set the criteria, and it goes for the [get?]

I'm on the honor roll, [stroll?] from the coast

I could skip by, tell her something, make her feel warm for the thick, ya hear me?

Celine in metropolitan cities, I plead the fifth, I’m a admirable sinner

I buy a car, [fence?], new TV

Take my girl out to Venice for the weekend

It’s success in the nomadic living

I made [several?] with all of my flaws, ‘cause they living with me in the present

And it's, it's like that

I can’t call

Get that money

I can call

Big boy get that money