Brick Phone

Won't answer that
Ring, ring, ring, ring
Another missed call
He won't answer his phone
Really sorry I missed y'all
Really sorry I missed y'all
Shoulda hit the brick phone

Won't answer that
Ring, ring, ring, ring
Another missed call
He won't answer his phone
Really sorry I missed y'all
Really sorry I missed y'all
Shoulda hit the brick phone

It's an invasion
We searchin' for mass weapons
Big Daddy Kane told me "Ain't no half steppin'"
Showed up to the portal with a question
I like to rummage through aggressions
The homie told me "switch the style, who's really Reg?"
I'll let you take a couple guesses
A black man on a journey to progression
N---a, smoke some weed
You'll get a hernia from stressin'
The sooner you learn, it's next steps
Get it tailored, let's address it
They wanna hem us to the wall for protection
It's getting frisky, better book it
Change gon' come, in the kitchen Sam cooking
Make sure there's hella heat for these rookies
Keep that weak energy, you might get a Book End
Or a Rock Bottom, dependin' how it's looking
Oakland, California
Hella slappers, n---as shooketh
They tried to shoot some bait, never took it

Won't answer that
Ring, ring, ring, ring
Another missed call
He won't answer his phone
Really sorry I missed y'all
Really sorry I missed y'all
Shoulda hit the brick phone

Won't answer that
Ring, ring, ring, ring
Another missed call
He won't answer his phone
Really sorry I missed y'all
Really sorry I missed y'all
Shoulda hit the brick phone

I mean, honestly
Climb the fence, hit the road, switch the mindstate
Got intent with the goals n---as hated
You could smell the scent from the nose
Power, pleasure, pain
Kinda like a kiss from a rose
It's concealed
You know Reg, I keep it real
When it goes wrong, hit the deal like the Captain
Poetry slam, n---as bout to get to snappin'
Better grab your lid, all you see is hella cappin'
Blackout sunglasses, mask covered mouth
Thoughts manifesting, California drought
Hella passive, life's short
There's just hella passin'
And I just wanna pass it
But I'm not quarterbacking, Lamar Jackson
They show up with the ratchet, blast it
At someone who has black skin
It's scary for a black man
It's scary for the black kids
The black woman is sacred
They keep getting taken
What the fuck?