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PERFORMING ARTISTS
408 Darwin
408 Darwin
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jamontie Lamb
Jamontie Lamb
Lyrics
Dustin James Corbett
Dustin James Corbett
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dustin James Corbett
Dustin James Corbett
Producer
Garrett Corbran
Garrett Corbran
Mixing Engineer
Daniel Rowland
Daniel Rowland
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Call the ambulance, I'm 'bout to fall out again
Take me to the church, tell the Lord that I repent for my sins
Before I go home, make sure mama know she raised a good man
The red and white lights tell me that I'm getting close to my end
I'm 'bout to fall out again
Hurry up, I need the medics on the phone quick
He's gettin' cold, he's breathin' slow, and eyes as low as shit
I think he know it's time to go, but he just layin' stiff
He turnin' pale, the color leavin' from his skin and lips
I hope the Lord gon' catch his soul, I see it startin' to slip
If I hear the sirens far away in the dark, don't know how close they is
But tell 'em get to movin', man, he dyin', mama tryin' her best
But CPR ain't workin', she done tried compression on his chest
I ran to granny's, woke her up, and told her daddy dyin'
Took the shoes up off my feet and gave 'em to her as I ran back cryin'
Askin' God like why is it his time? Just let my pops survive
'Cause I knew he wasn't close, but we ain't even have no time to try
Just let me talk before he go, hold his hand a lil' more
It's so much shit to say and for so many years, it went unspoke
Just give me one more day, then You can go ahead and bring him home
Shit, call the ambulance, he's turnin' purple, man, I think he gone
Call the ambulance, I'm 'bout to fall out again
Take me to the church, tell the Lord that I repent for my sins
Before I go home, make sure mama know she raised a good man
The red and white lights tell me that I'm getting close to my end
I'm 'bout to fall out again
I guess God's callin' me back and it's my time to leave
I never thought I wouldn't wake up when I fell asleep
But here I am watchin' my death and I can't intervene
I see 'em tryna bring me back, hopin' they can help me breathe
Mama tryna pick me up, granny pressin' on my chest
Brother see his brother on the floor 'bout to get laid to rest
I hear the sirens far back in the dark, but they ain't got here yet
Jamontie lookin' in, hopin' that they find a single breath
A lot of things that I regret that I ain't get to fix
The worst part about it is that I won't be here for my kids
'Cause I taught Jamontie well, or so I hope, he gotta be the man
It's crazy I won't ever get to hug my fuckin' son again
Like let me speak before I go, hold me up a little more
So much shit to say that for so many years just went unspoke
Just give me one more day, then You can go ahead and take me home
Call the ambulance, I'm turnin' purple, man, I think I'm gone
Call the ambulance, I'm 'bout to fall out again
Take me to the church, tell the Lord that I repent for my sins
Before I go home, make sure mama know she raised a good man
The red and white lights tell me that I'm getting close to my end
I'm 'bout to fall out again
Written by: Dustin James Corbett, Jamontie Lamb
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