Lyrics Roll Call - J. Cole, Trae Tha Truth, Renegadez

Roll Call

Just got off the phone with my nigga Smitty
Shit too real back home boi, for real
This for my nigga, Ced, hold ya head
I know shit rough, but nigga we don’t give up
We don’t get mad, nigga, we just get tough
We just get right, nigga, we don’t get left
Fuck what they said
'Cause what we learned coming up, you can’t teach that shit
Life deal a nigga blows, but we eat that shit
This one here’s for my brother, we gon' beat that shit, now
I say my prayers
I got too many people in my head right now
So many that’s in jail or they dead right now
One time for my nigga Craig right now
He in the feds — damn, the times change
And these stupid niggas talking 'bout crime pay
You can keep that shit
I just made a million, call me when you reach that shit
Ain’t bragging, I’m just shedding some light
One time for my granny up in heaven tonight
And the young boy from a show down in Hampton
Told me that my song was the reason he beat cancer
Ain’t know what to say, I just froze
Little too deep, I suppose
But after a year of review
I figured out it wasn’t me, it was you, nigga
Congratulations