D-Lyt - The Call lyrics

[Produced by D-Lyt] [Verse 1: D-Lyt] Started out this morning working on this beat Man I had that banger playing on repeat Then I got a call that had me on my feet It was something that I was not prepared to meet It was Zakk, he's not coming back, for his next attack His dad, got him locked up for something I can't recap All I know is that, he thought to call back Ask me how I was doing on our latest track I asked him "what the f** happened?" All he said was "long story" How does he expect me to not worry? There's always something that we can't control But at least let me know what the f** is going on I know this all sounds selfish, but I made this song for ZS Cuz when he gets out, we'll be making music till d**h I know you hear me Zakk, this is how I'll use my last breath You'll see me cooking beats on my d**h bed [Verse 2: D-Lyt] I did it man I did it, look who's writing lyrics I took what you said and listened I can't wait for you to hear it I got into the spirit, didn't take me long to feel it Just had to get a beat like this to help steer it I've got my own flow now featured on our next record We will be the best ever And no I won't slow down, I don't plan on giving up ever This will be my best effort Producer and an artist, yeah my sh**'s the hardest Can't believe I wrote these bars here, this is the farthest That I've ever gone before, who knows what's next in store Feels like I've opened an new door for my mind to explore I'm growing musically, I can see what I want to be Nothing's the same now that I can put words to beat Yo Z, I think you've got some competition D-Lyt on this track, let's take a listen [Verse 3: Zakk Scott] D I got out, yeah, but I still feel out of it But I'm always down to spit so crank the sound till it's loud as sh** My head is overcrowded and clouded but I'm kinda proud of it Because it knows to count me in to fight the mist it's shrouded in Only took a Baker Act to think "I gotta save my a** Before I break in half, fade to black, and don't make it back" I read in the wake of tragedy, people expand or they contract But the smaller I get the bigger the problems, it's time to face my past I'm tired of living an unfulfilled life like in "Good Will Hunting" And I'm tired of feeling so f**ing numb, I know I should feel something I don't know how to change the content of what my thoughts are And I don't know how to be happy being put inside a cop car But listen up now I'mma figure it out, no more being stuck in a cell I've been trapped inside my mind for far too long and f** it's been hell Trying to get up where I fell, it's the only way I'll beat this And who could beat this beat? Me and D-Lyt, we spit