Ballad Of France - El Cousteau

Plans now they seem, more mandatory than recreational
Can't tell if you're being yourself or the person you've never had in your life
I think we all need to speak easy, talk about our feelings over basslines
Ask what it comes to the confine

We in southeast in the A-town
Ice in this bed in my auntie house
Before my cousin went to jail, he'd give anything that he had in his closet
I miss my grandma funeral, I felt bad
Felt like I let my family down
I was on the road, trying to better my career, trying to do shit I'm always talking about
It's a whole lotta shit that I brushed off
It's a whole lotta shit that I left out
I be sad when I miss y'all phone calls cause I'm far away from home now
They was acting like they know me, they pronouncing my name real good when I’m at a concert

I need to call somebody
You know that’s [mumu's?] son
You know that’s [mumu's?] son
You know that’s [mumu's?] son
I need to call somebody
I need to call somebody

I’m in a suit with a tie and [a bun?]
Tell the president to call me, I’ll make a decision
She’ll remember me forever-ever in a weekend
I was selling weed with a compound interest
I had the plan, I just need you to listen
I set the criteria, and it goes for the [get?]
I'm on the honor roll, [stroll?] from the coast
I could skip by, tell her something, make her feel warm for the thick, ya hear me?
Celine in metropolitan cities, I plead the fifth, I’m a admirable sinner
I buy a car, [fence?], new TV
Take my girl out to Venice for the weekend
It’s success in the nomadic living
I made [several?] with all of my flaws, ‘cause they living with me in the present
And it's, it's like that

I can’t call
Get that money
I can call
Big boy get that money