[Hook]
Could it be you?
Calling me down?
A Foolish Heart
You don't need nobody else

[Pre-Verse]
'Till I die, 905 905,(Yeah Yeah)
'Till I die, 905 905,(North Side)
'Till I die (Yeah)
'Till I die, die (Going in)

[Verse 1]
Look, fame changes you, months and them days for you
Fuck what they say to you, they say this life was made for you
You made your bed, lay in it, this wasn't made for fools
And all eyes are on you, this ain't pay per view
Clap, clap, clap, encore for the new faces
You need a different size in my shoes, and some new laces
Long tees, Jordan sneakers, yeah my crew tasteless
But our reservation was huge in this restaurant, so bitch serve us
Oh you nervous? I can tell your bitchmaid, even if the gun ain't bucking, I pack the switch blade
Can't believe I got all this good money, this shit made
Like I said, you bitchmaid boy, we looking rich mane, get paid

[Chorus]
Could it be you? (Could it be you?)
Calling me down? (Calling me down?)
A Foolish Heart. (Foolish Heart)
You don't need nobody else. (Baby)
Could it be you? (Could it be you?)
Calling me down? (Calling me down?)
A Foolish Heart. (Foolish Heart)
You don't need nobody else

[Verse 2]
Foolish rich, whole clique foolish rich
Just made all this money, what the fuck am I going gon' do with it?
Fuck a drop top, grab a car with a roof on it, cause haters get jealous when they see the cash you getting, ain't it funny?
You worked really hard to buy that new watch, but when you're raw, you're something enemy crews watch
Mission Impossible got me on Tom Cruise watch, I got this all from dreams let me see the shit that you got
Cigarettes with weird bitches that don't know my name, all this champaign got my shirt stained
Leather jacket got me lookin' like my father, where's your morals kid?
I forgot to bother motherfucker, buying all my one night stand's coffee motherfucker
Fuck a girl I never knew, then yell "Get off me motherfucker."
Look what all this money did, look what all this money don't
Just got all this money now, where did all that money go?
[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Look, "Go talk to all your hoes.", that's what wifey say
But all I got is wifey, shit is so enticing
A year ago, I said I hated alcohol, but if you seen the shit I drink now, boy your mouth would fall
Guess I waited for shit to get better, I ain't even made it yet and shits getting realer than ever
Even when I got a girl they say get it together, girls wanna play games, but I got bigger endeavours
Jessica, I messed with ya, I wanna blow up, cop a G-Wagen see you on the street and roll up
Ain't even bay, but my squad about to go dumb
Holdup Frank, no Ocean, when I say imma make it, then imma do it

[Chorus]