Kendrick Lamar - Collect Calls lyrics

[Intro] Look at all the bullsh** I been through If I take you home, will you tell the truth Look at all the bullsh** I been through If I take you home, will you tell the truth [Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar] Momma take this mothaf**in' block off Tryna reach you everyday, collect calls Never get through, and I go through with drawls Say who told you that I wanted this the I just wanted to vent or Ask you if you give me your rent for A attorney, I can pay you back more Soon as I get out, yea every record, shows Commissary running low, I need help Not too much, I hustle up the rest myself K Dot wrote me saying Marcus got k**ed If you knew me, then you know how bad I feel Wish you prove me wrong, and never came to visit And I heard she f**ing on some other n***a And my n***as left in the dark, blind Mama kiss the back of me this last time [Hook] Men lie, Women lie Men lie, Women lie Men lie, Women lie Men lie, Women lie Look at all the bullsh** I been through If I take you home, will you tell the truth Look at all the bullsh** I been through If I take you home, will you tell the truth [Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar] Mama take this motherf**ing block off Thats the date the state will take the blocks off Pulled up, and they put me in them cop cars Please believe me, This ain't easy by far You forgot you're talking to your only son Remember when you put me in that relay run I was racing, chasing dreams to be the best You had told me that the very day I won All I need is you to give me some support Investigation saying that the same report From a witness just might testify in court DA say I take a deal, or take a loss I ain't built for all them god damn numbers God's will, say a prayer for me mama If you can't, then open up the phone lines Mama just get back at me this last time [Hook] [Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar] Now I tell if I stress take the block off That's the day the state had take them locks off I could only help but do so much Bettering yourself, your own crutch Look at your reflection tell me who you see Who is your protection, G-O-D No its not neglection, I have just accepted Your fate and what its gon' be Remember all the nights that I cried Thinking that my only son just died Peeking through the window, Kicking through the door It's you they looking for, Raid outside Rather see you locked up than dead Only you would say that I'm selfish So before I take the stand, and put this bible in my hand Son, let me say this [Hook]