You're going to be. Call me where you need some,

call me when you need some, call me

when you need some, call me when you need some,

call me when you need some,

call me me you need some

we need some

call me where you need some

now

call me where you need some

who you need some

call me where you need some Come we need me stop, come we need stuff.

Come we need stuff. Hey, Miss Walker, thank you for wanting the verse for me.

Apologies for the weight, sometimes it's hard to get the distractions up off you.

Four enough time to jot your thoughts, but fuck it this morning I got sta.

I'm thinking about you. I heard you just had you another little baby

congratulations I hope you got through it with no complications I find it amazing

the way that you juggle your kids the biz the fame the fame, the bitches that's hating, they sit around waiting

for you to fall off like the album I'm making, but I hope that you're taking a little time for yourself.

Still in a moment or two to unwind between the hecky towns of your precious baby crying do you clear your mind

must be a lot going on ahead and all of your songs niggas been doing your wrong family

been doing your own on days you're feeling like you on your own I wrote this for you to put on

Thank you for sharing your light your voice and writing the beautiful palms

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