Voicemail Lyrics – Rod Wave

Voicemail Lyrics

[Intro: Rod Wave]
(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
(Damn, Kai, you goin’ crazy)
Mm, yeah, yeah
I was tellin’ that bitch, Tee Grizzley, bitch, you gotta come to my world
You know what I’m sayin’? This that real shit
Mm, the city, woah, woah, woah
Yeah, yeah
Look, look, uh

[Verse 1: Rod Wave]
Crazy feelin’ in my heart, too much on my brain
I be poppin’ Perkies back to back, now I can’t feel a thing
No matter what I’m feelin’, I’m gon’ keep it to myself
I be dreamin’ ’bout unc, been seein’ death since you left and
Court dates and funerals
Mama, this your baby, never stop prayin’
Soon as I go to sleep, my phone start ringin’
Soon as I find some peace, here come the blog pages
On the phone with my mama, ma, I was ‘sleep when you called
I clicked over for smacker, no, I pressed one for my dog
Talked to my daughter on FaceTime, it’s healin’ my heart
Sometimes it get to killin’ me, hope this ain’t how she ‘member me
Bae, I’m thug to the bone, I ain’t lookin’ for sympathy
I been thuggin’ so long, in the street, in the industry
You know you can hit my phone if you need me
But who can I call with my back against the wall? (Ayy, ayy)

[Chorus: Rod Wave & Tee Grizzley]
My daughter askin’, “Where you at? When you comin’ back?”
My girl askin’ me, “What’s wrong? You need to relax”
So many people on my phone talkin’ this and that, uh
Now, what’s wrong? Leave me alone
Can’t get no sleep, bitches abusin’ my number
Either the tattlers got questions or bitches askin’ for money
A thousand problems every time my phone ring
I let it ring, I don’t know what to say (Yeah, yeah)
Uh, I don’t know what to say (Yeah, yeah)
I don’t know what to say (I don’t even know what the fuck you sayin’)
(Know what to say) Yeah, yeah (What to say)

[Post-Chorus: Tee Grizzley]
That shit ain’t gon’ mean nothin’
Ain’t nothin’ enough, it feel like
Nothin’ you say even matter type shit, they can’t even hear that shit, ah

[Verse 2: Tee Grizzley & Rod Wave]
I get to a check and bounce (Fuck on), niggas out here checkin’ out (Niggas out here dyin’)
I was out here homeless walkin’, now my wrist a car, neck a house (No cap)
Slave master how I whip the ‘Bach, walk around with a million cash
I ain’t posted, though, I was low with it, everything ain’t for the internet (You know?)
Miss my pops, God, please, can You just think about givin’ him back?
Brodie, once that money gone, it’s gone, you better remember to stack
Plugged the power to the neighbor house, we was late on bills, I remember that
You don’t get shit just for bein’ real, you supposed to be, they be forgettin’ that (Fuck)
Hit the club, I ain’t buy no bottles, but I hit the hood and got granny crib remodeled (I did)
G-lock full of hollows ’cause lettin’ ’em get me too big of a pill to swallow (Can’t let ’em)
Wanted to box, looked up and cases was all I had to fight (Damn)
Wanted to go to the league, I ain’t make it, but I still turned out alright (I’m cool)
Fought in school and had to fight in jail, maybe I’m the problem (Maybe it’s me)
Niggas got money in my face and left me broke, I should’ve robbed ’em (Should’ve got they ass)
Seen my nigga was ’bout to crash out, feel like I could’ve stopped him (Damn)
It ain’t ’bout gettin’ to the top (What it’s ’bout?), it’s ’bout gettin’ from off of the bottom, nigga (Ayy, ayy)

[Chorus: Rod Wave & Tee Grizzley]
My daughter askin’, “Where you at? When you comin’ back?”
My girl askin’ me, “What’s wrong? You need to relax” (Yeah)
So many people on my phone, talkin’ this and that, uh (What?)
Now, what’s wrong? Leave me alone (Fuck on)
Can’t get no sleep, bitches abusin’ my number
Either the tattlers got questions or bitches askin’ for money
A thousand problems every time my phone ring
I let it ring (Let me call you right back), I don’t know what to say (I don’t even know what motherfuckers be wantin’ to feel like, yeah, yeah)
Uh, I don’t know what to say (What the fuck to say to these people, gang, like, yeah, yeah)
I don’t know what to say
(Know what to say) Yeah, yeah (What to say)

[Outro: Tee Grizzley]
Just let me go a couple days just without hearin’ from nobody
You feel me? You know I’ll call everybody in a couple days, man
This shit too much right now