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I'm tired of these broke ass niggas callin' my phone
I ain't gon' ever be home, leave a message after the tone
Man, I'm tired of these broke ass niggas callin' my phone
I ain't gon' ever be home, leave a message after the tone

I just got off a 12 hour flight from London
As soon as I land, it never fails, somebody needs somethin'
I think this money bag's a gift and a curse
It's like the more I make, the beggin' get worse

It's not that Tyrese or Black-Ty was born in money
I was tired of bein' broke, down, hungry and lonely
I was thinkin' I should go 'head and rob me a nigga
I'm tryna work, they don't wanna give a job to a nigga

So I had to get out and make somethin' of myself
Nobody ever gave a fuck about me, all I had was myself
Every night I went to sleep with my pen and my pad
I'm tryna get some of that money Snoop and Ice Cube had

N.W.A. was on some gangsta shit
As Snoop made it alright to call a woman a bitch
Damn, I wanna be just like dem when I grow up
I wanna rhyme about some gangsta shit like Kurupt

It turned out that God had a whole other plan
Took His hands and lead me to a place called Promised Land
I can't believe some of my day one niggas ain't here
We was all dead broke before I had a career

Then came the hate, all the jealousy and envy
The only niggas I still fuck with got they own identity
They ain't ridin' around where Tyrese did
Talkin' shit about my family and tryna count my chips

The moral of the story, if you want it, go and get it
Stop blowin' up my phone, motherfuckers
'Coz I ain't givin' you shit

I'm tired of these broke ass niggas callin' my phone
I ain't gon' ever be home, leave a message after the tone
Man, I'm tired of these broke ass niggas callin' my phone
I ain't gon' ever be home, leave a message after the tone