Should’ve Called (Part II)

[Verse 1]
I move with the weight of the world on my neck
Can't lie, I been stressed but it's all on me
Need a verse, need advice, nigga, call on me
Everybody got drive till the car on E
Got a broad on E and she all on me
Put the jaws on me, Spielberg with the cam
Shit changed in the camp, niggas turned on me
But it's hard to be mad when you big homie
Shit, I been lonely spend my time in the sky
Hit about eight states in the month of July
I need months in Dubai, private lunch in Kauai
And European plates on the front of my rides
I ain't comfortable, I ain't chipper, my nigga
I ain't better, I'm bitter, 7th letter, odd mixture
God body dime flipper, woo
I can't control my demons, I like to hide my problems
Sometimes I choke on reefer, so much be on my mind
Fuck, I don't know no leaders
Work like it's four I'm feedin'
Stuck to the floor, I'm grievin'
Anguish and so much pride
I glide above it, I'm so stubborn, no budgin'
I'm tired of runnin', Imma run up the budget
No time for judgin', I'm for sure that I want it
Won't settle, peddle past opponents, I'm..
Half my niggas trappin' corners
Other half back and forth with
Public housin', unemployment
We just searchin' for enjoyment

[Hook]
It's all on me, that's why they call on me
I break down walls and strive
But they all fall on me
I break it down (x4)
I'm breakin' down (x4)
It's all on me, that's why they call on me
I break down walls and strive
But they all fall on me
I break it down (x4)
I'm breakin' down (x4)

[Verse 2]
As a man, it's hard to say I got it when I don't
Especially when I'm balancin' on hope
I been stressin' every challenge
Pray my sanity will cope
Tryna keep the family afloat
Cut it close with the music, I be carryin' the most
Bitch, I need a Grammy and a moat
Dishes in the sink from all the calories I boast
I know, I know but it ain't always what it seems
I know, I know, I go so harder than you
Sometimes I think why I bother with you
Full time grind when I'm off in the booth
If yo bitch down, then I'm off with her too
I get lost in a room full of smoke
You a joke, a bafoon, peon to a don
You should know, what it do
Should've know that you food
Should've known, should've called
Should've went through it all
Should've told you the truth
They say my music wasn't sellable
I sold it, I know that was bull
Stone cold flow, nigga barely noticeable
Home so cold, chilly so I roam with the wolves
It's hard to keep my head up
More problems, seekin' answers
This tightrope keep me dancin'
Shit hard but he don't panic
He would if he could vanish

[Hook]
It's all on me, that's why they call on me
I break down walls and strive
But they all fall on me
I break it down (x4)
I'm breakin' down (x4)
It's all on me, that's why they call on me
I break down walls and strive
But they all fall on me
I break it down (x4)
I'm breakin' down (x4)