Anthony Hamilton - Glad U Called

Well, well, yea-yea,
Oh, ah (well, well)
Oh, ah, oh

I was sittin' here thinkin' about,
How much it just ain't workin' out,
I been workin' on a 9-3,
And its gettin' the best of me,

All people really talkin' about,
How much shit is goin' down south,
I was thinkin' of startin' a new life,
But I got hungry mouths to feed,

Don't feel good to me (oh,no),
I'm down, I'm tired, Debatin',
And it don't feel good to me (oh,no)
War, Famine, diseases.

I'm glad that you called when you called me,
Cause you stopped me from doin' somethin' awful,
Cause I been sittin' and contemplatin',
Of takin' this life away from me,

I'm glad that you called when you called me,
Cause you stopped me from doin' somethin' awful,
Cause I'm so sick, sick and tired of,
All that this world is offerin'.

I was thinkin' I was so fucked up,
How my old lady packed on up,
And took everything,
Left me in church beggin' for the offering,

Never thought I'd have to kiss so much ass,
Survivin' off of bread and molasses,
I'm glad I had an angel and a dream,
And I'm so tired of smokin' weed.

Don't feel good to me, (oh,no no no)
I'm tired, angry, and debatin',
And it don't feel good to me (oh,no no)
War, Famine, diseases

I'm glad that you called when you called me,
Cause you stopped me from doin' somethin' awful,
Cause I'm waitin' and debatin',
Of takin' this life away from me,

I'm glad that you called when you called me,
Cause you stopped me from doin' somethin' awful,
Cause I'm so sick, sick and tired of,
All that this world is offerin'.

I'm glad that you called when you called me,
Cause you stopped me from doin' somethin' awful,
Cause I'm so sick, sick and tired of,
All that this world is offerin'.

I'm glad that you called when you called me,
Cause you stopped me from doin' somethin' awful,
Cause I'm so sick, sick and tired of,
All that this world is offerin'.

I'm goin where through this real craft,
Got a motherfucker feelin' real bad,
I looked twice at the gun on the dash,
And started cryin',

Got a motherfuckin' among the riff raff,
I swear I'm feelin' real bad,
I looked twice at the gun on the dash,
And said "It ain't worth dyin'!"

Somebody out there hear me,
If I can do it you can too,
It's all up to you, you

Written by:
ANTHONY HAMILTON, CEDRIC SOLOMON CED SOLO

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Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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