Last Call
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Ayo real talk, 6ix As soon as you played me this joint I already knew Yo this some fucking, Last Call shit And it got me hella excited 'cause I always wanted to do like A Last Call, I remember the first time I heard Kanye's I thought that shit was so tight dawg And I was like, man I'm tryna tell my story, you know what I'm sayin' And then uh, I remember Cole did it, when did he do it? He was on Friday Night Lights? Nah nah, he did it on The Warm Up yo When he did the Last Call on the warmup I was like "Damn I'm tryna do mine So since this joint got that vibe I'ma do my Last Call right now for y'all And my voice is messed up too, this is the last track of Young Sinatra Yeah, yeah Back in the day I wasn't shit, homie Penny pinching I couldn't even pay the rent, homie Thinkin' 'bout it I'm wondering where the years went, homie Just a youngin' tryna survive, they was hatin' on me I was working that nine-to-five, I was waitin' homie I was bussin' tables fantasizin' 'bout cakin' homie Letting them slip away, my dreams wasn't waitin' on me This for anyone with ambition, calling anybody that'll listen I'm wishing all your dreams come true, 'cause mine did And yeah, you know I had to put that in the rhyme kit But that shit came from sacrifice Not on the corner selling drugs and smackin' dice (listen) Yeah Someway somehow, I understood finally If you want to come and get it you know where to find me 'Cause I don't got no time for anyone who be tryin' me Know if they don't understand I'ma leave 'em behind me Obviously I ain't got no time, no no I said obviously I said I don't got no time, no, no, no Yeah, yeah I treat the beat like it's my only son, my DNA And this that southern playeristic like we was in the eight Back in the day, I was young, broke and infamous A Young Sinatra, that was undeniable Who welcomed you to forever while Under Pressure And told you The Incredible True Story of Bobby Tarantino And Everybody in the Ultra 85 Goddamn it feel good to be alive And all these bitches that I passed up Couldn't f*ck witcha 'cause your hair was too gassed up 'Member creeping with the gat, masked up Goddamn it's kinda crazy to reminisce on all this shit man What it was like growing up, damn man, just, motherfuckers running in and out of the crib Doing drugs, selling drugs, all types of stuff Meanwhile, I was just tryna keep it together I was tryna make sense-sense of all this shit around me I didn't know how to take it, how to perceive it, you know what I mean And then meanwhile I'm supposed to be going to school and getting good grades and shit But I'm seeing like, domestic violence in my house, and just, so much going on And I'm sure everybody was probably like, damn, yo "Why little Bobby didn't come to school today?" On the real, I was doin' anything to run away And that's the same reason kids join gangs every day 'Cause they wanna be accepted, but at home they too neglected Meanwhile, white America quick to call him a thug But all he ever wanted was a father to give him some love Tell him that he love him, that he need him Promise he won't ever leave him Never smoke crack, never lie, and will never beat him It feel like all my life I been needing a break Looking at my family, I ain't wanna make the same mistake And I know that shit sound fucked up but they not all doin' great Oh my God please, can I have a conversation with a Member of my family without it endin' asking me for five G's To pay they bills or they lawyer fees (huh) I learned something, I ain't giving y'all a dime I'll give you something worth more, that's my time I ain't dropping stacks, I'm dropping knowledge Unless it's for my nieces and nephews to go to college And hit me on the phone, hit me up Like "Uncle Bob, where you at? Yeah I know your pockets fat but I don't give a f*ck 'bout that I'm glad we family" (uh) We a half breed family, yeah, yeah, uh Man see I remember when I was like fifteen years old and my dad took me to the studio-- I know this is random I'm just trying to take you guys through it, right And, I'll never forget it I had like eight rhyme books--he'll tell you, he'll tell you man I just, I went through them motherfuckers I was rapping for like fifteen minutes straight And that was my first time yo, I was like tenth grade, in the studio And I knew that this was what I wanted to do I knew it I knew it ever since I first saw Kill Bill I been flowin' like that blood, Uma Thurman spill None other than the RZA, yeah he did the soundtrack And then I discovered Wu-Tang soon as I found that And then Big L, Mos Def, and Nas, there ain't no turning back Couldn't change it if I tried, homie, how 'bout that See I'm a student of the game, so simple and plain But I'ma to take it back to before I ever sat first class on a plane I was in College Park, right Well I guess technically, if you wanna go before that I was uh, I was living in Germantown, uh no actually it was in Montgomery Village Back in Maryland I was living in my sister's basement Then some shit happened, you know, she kicked me out, it was Christmas Whatever I love you Genie Anyway, so shit happened, and then I just kept it pushing You know, I was homeless for a little while, whatever, you know, I went, uh I stayed at my mentor's house, Solomon And then I stayed back at my Godparent's house, Mary Jo and Bernie, I love ya'll Uh, Mary Jo, I'm sorry back when I used to smoke, I would steal the shit out of your cigarettes I love you, I'm sorry about that But, you remember, always you would let me record I'd always be recording in the attic or wherever I could so, I love you I thank you for supporting me there But then, she was like, "you gotta get the f*ck outta here" too, after a while She gave me some time, but like, I was twenty years old at this point She was like, "nah, you gotta get the f*ck outta here and do something with your life." And this was right around the time I opened my first show ever for Ghostface Killah man In Gaithersburg, right in Old Town, the shit was insane I'll never forget it, and that's where I met my boy Lenny, Big Lenbo, wassup! That's right man, we just started kicking it and hanging He lived in College park and before I, before I knew it I was living with him in his basement And this is right around the time I met 6ix And 6ix was going to the University of Maryland at the time, which is right down the street So I'd always go to their dorm room I remember there was nights I would just crash in the dorm when we was making beats We was doing all types of shit man, when we first got out we did the first Young Sinatra And now we on the fourth Young Sinatra motherfucker that shit is crazy man And I remember like, I used to steal quarters from Lenny just so I could go to the 7-11 to eat And he was like, "you idiot why are you stealing, just ask me bro," And I was supposed to get a job, I was sleeping in, uh, his basement on the couch Which is the cover to my first album, Under Pressure, shout out Cathy, shout out the Rosado family All my beautiful brown people! We made it, it's crazy, but nah nah, listen I'm getting ahead of myself, I'm getting ahead of myself So like, I was staying with him and I was supposed to get a job, right? And he was like, "Yo, you gotta get a fucking job bro." Things were going so good with the music that we kinda stopped talking about it It seemed like every week something new was happening And I just sat him down one day and I was like "Look bro, please, like, can you just give me one year Like just give me one year, man, let me put everything into this And if I don't get it, f*ck it, I'll just submit, and I'll just blame it on society." And he was like, "Bro I'ma give you one year," And for one year him, his family, all his homies, Benny, everybody man! They took care of me, they put, he put clothes on my back,
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Written by: Robert Hall, Isaiah Christian Elwell, Arjun Ivatury
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