Mistah F.A.B. - Still Callin My Name lyrics

[Intro: Mistah F.A.B] This song goes out to all the hustlas out there Trying to leave the game you know It keep callin they name [Verse 1: Mistah F.A.B] When I wake up in the morning you know what I see? The world is the ghetto smoking on " D" my lil cuzzin thirteen strung out on "E" Can't blame him his mamma on "C" Uh O-K-E 27 but she look like a old lady grind grind f** working at old navy Rather slang girl and make the world go crazy Who am I? mayne ain't no betta just a yung n***a lost tryna get this chedda Starring out the window wishing on a shooting star Tryna get dumb money go and buy a stupid car Pray to lord trying to heal my flaws hollin to the heavens hope he hear my calls Wana leave the game but I'm stuck and I'm trapped so I call on my n***a jack [Chorus:] Trying to leave the game but it keeps calling my name [Verse 2: The Jacka] This rap sh** will have you on a hole 300 kick a black n***a down a hole like 300 Twist an 8th in the backwood boy and breathe on it down to ma list key Bout to copp a quarter kick all the real n***as see I'm still out there They like he rappin but I'm trappin I'm a real nightmare White tee's blue jeans nikes all I wear lost a n***a to a gunshot I've been there k**ed a n***a for a small amount life ain't fair coke white leather seats 40 Glock under there catch a s**a in a traffic and I'm aiming at his head Ran back to the game became a millionaire hit a lick on my connect I got so much sh** for sale I'm on my n***a nextel bout to take the streets back Rainbow fish scale coke feel is all I know Islam help me let It go when times get hard It's the game that I'm running to many n***a dies from the "D" that runnin though What would the profit do so I maksallah got the world in my palms Something about the streets got my heart and my mind Up with beasts f** school I'm on the grind got slapp in the benz My n** let's ride around fresh out the lab with the new sh** n***a check out the sounds [Verse 3: Mistah F.A.B] Man I'm riddin gettin tacked pro-meth in ma cup chain in my stomach Strapped near the gut paranoid can't lie been throught it all Still here another year yea I made it dawg trying to get further without getting murdered Moms words brought me ain't trying to disturb her I got a good girl but I really don't deserve her cause I'm out here doing sh** that's unheard of Trying to do right but wrongs so easy lied soo much when I'm right she don't believe me Gotta stay strapped n***as jack for the bling So I ride with the jack cause he stay on his thing Giving me game so I could survive in this game he said he trying to leave but it keeps Callin his name looked him in the eye And said "bruh it do the same sh**s f**ing with my brain I need a change" [Chorus: x2] Trying to leave the game but it keeps calling my name