Call 4 Help (feat. K. Serch) Video (MV)

Hell is overflowing
And
Satan is sending his dead to us
Why
Because
The pressures on my mind has got me lifted, I'm gifted
Leaving all my loved ones in the back in the distance
I miss them
If I do return when I am finished, I will share
All the profit that I made from my business
I'm grinding, an artist, my work is all in writing
The ink on the paper of the words is all shining
Dressed to the tip like the stilo of a crip
So much game in my words making pretty girls strip
Take it off
I'm not one you want to double cross
I ain't saying I'm a don, I'm more like a boss
I'm confidential, I'm fast and I'm patient
This ain't a club, it's an organization
That's wasup
On Tha Block is growing roots under ground
Where all ya homies, all my homies dead can be found
Rest in peace the deceased, got your picture on a shelf
When I pray, That's the only time I Call for Help
Call for help cuz I don't think I'll make it through the night
All alone
My dome
Protected when in sight
In my presence is wild, even all my angels vested
La, La, La
Until the day I'm restin
Call for help cuz I don't think you'll make it through the night
All alone
Your dome
Protected when in sight of my prescense,
It's wild even all your angel vested
La, La, La
Until the day you're resting
When reality hits, and you're stuck in that maze
And the opposite hate, and you got no other way but to chop up that cane
Wrap it up in plastic then duct tape
Let em think you gonna pass it then pump fake
Cuz they waiting for you
Waiting patiently
Never forget the morals
Life or death situations that flip of quarters
If I'm a die, let me die I'm a die loyal
Why is that
Cuz I'm true to the game
Even truer to you if you keep it the same
What influences you kills hunger and pain
I got nothing to lose f*ck it feeds me the same
It ain't easy to say that I ain't afraid to die
Put the pistol to my temple, pull the trigger til I'm blind
Writing lyrics on a paper, titled suicide
Call for help, cuz I don't think I'll make it through the night
Call for help cuz I don't think I'll make it through the night
All alone
My dome
Protected when in sight
In my presence is wild, even all my angels vested
La, La, La
Until the day I'm restin
Call for help cuz I don't think you'll make it through the night
All alone
Your dome
Protected when in sight of my prescense,
It's wild even all your angel vested
La, La, La
Until the day you're resting
Now listen to the plan of a mastermind
On the grind
Steady headed, while I'm stressing
Everything is on my mind
I learned to make it alive, you gotta come up
You can't take it, gotta make it
Cuz this moneys a real son of a bitch
A dirty trick man, I know too many
But I'm gonna make em all wish that they never met me
Puff puff pass, it's the 5-0 on that ass
Time to shake this spot like some pussy from the past
Yea, we still smoking, getting full blown
Light green blue or purple it's gold
On the streets where we chop it up, rocks it up, sold
Got the crown for the throne, are you ready, let's go
Haters give me excitement
Cuz when I come up
They ain't gonna like it
And when I blow up
They ain't gonna like me
But you can bow down to my air force nikes It's like that
Call for help cuz I don't think I'll make it through the night
All alone
My dome
Protected when in sight
In my presence is wild, even all my angels vested
La, La, La
Until the day I'm restin
Call for help cuz I don't think you'll make it through the night
All alone
Your dome
Protected when in sight of my prescense,
It's wild even all your angel vested
La, La, La
Until the day you're resting
Call for help
Call your homies
You don't want to be alone when I roll in
Ask your bitch if she know me
Tell your bitch that your lonely
Call for help
Call your homies
You don't want to be alone when I roll in
Ask your bitch if she know me
Tell your bitch that your lonely
Throughout the stress
The struggle and all the pain
Falling victim to this lethal game
I'm still here