GoldLink - Rough Soul lyrics

[Intro] Uh-uhm-uhm Yeah [Verse 1: Goldlink] Had to go to LA for the winter Had to vibe out, Just caught a tour to the (?) Real n***a talk slick to ya Told ya bring your girlfriend, tell her take her friends too Telling Hollywood kinda weird You don't really like it but you gotta play the (?) Yeah met ya last June By next June we will (?) and f** now Fell in love at the wrong time Spent a night at my high rise Or hit me late on my hotline Telling me you miss my homies and your mama cry Late night you're my boo thing, yeah You're my (?) with the blue thing, yeah All praise to the most high leader Dipped off in the heels (?) [Hook: April George] Girl you're gone now And oh baby Don't call me, don't call me no more Girl you're gone now And oh baby Don't call me, don't call me no more [Verse 2: Goldlink] Went back to the homeland Had to tell the n***as what I did in your hometown Everybody know we probably woulda made it last But there you go, started tripping never hit me back Real n***a went back to the pimping Started getting groovy with the women I was hitting Got a gold chain and a nose ring And a new watch, no tick but I always been a thug Black boy with a black fade, yeah Got that when you did things You was f**ing and you did dirt too We was talking but you never hit my phone booth Moved up and I feel good sh** Roll palm trees and I made a hand for ya Billboards around the city with your face on it But they ain't never really know what you been through Stay dancing where the hoes at [Hook: April George] Girl you're gone now And oh baby Don't call me, don't call me no more Girl you're gone now And oh baby Don't call me, don't call me no more