Kamal. – a minute phone call Paroles

a minute phone call – Kamal. Paroles

I'm on my way up

Mama, I told you, your son on the way up

I'm on my way up

Type of shit to make an atheist pray up

Uh oh

There she goes

Changing my life with a minute phone call

Changing my mind 'bout the money I spend

All of my time tryna get

Hasn't worked for me yet

And I know from a firsthand fall

That it can all change in a minute phone call

All of the girls and the fair-weather friends

Even the guys you would halves on a benz (it's a good one)

It's just you in the end

I've been living in existentialism, losing vision, blinding pessimism

I forgot the mission, realizing kids are living with no pot to piss in

Every timе I go online, I see Columbine, or I see demolition

And еverybody thinks they got the best religion

So they never stop and listen

Losing friends and lovers left and right

I'm wondering if the fight is worth the blood

You can put your money where your mouth is

You can bet your house, we heard enough

Steady tryna fill up my accounts instead of showing feelings

Wide smile, fillings showing, but I know it's only fickle

Couldn't bring a nickel to the grave

I say—

Oh

There she goes

Changing my life with a minute phone call

Changing my mind 'bout the money I spend

All of my time tryna get

Hasn't worked for me yet

And I know from a firsthand fall

That it can all change in a minute phone call

All of the girls and the fair-weather friends

Even the guys you would halves on a benz

It's just you in the end