Texty:
The Call Jealousy

Jealousy ain't no good for your health Jealousy ain't no good for your health It can take control of your life like a disease It can stress you out,

up? You know my steelo Got love with the illest of blacks and amigos Your jealousy is outta hand, I can't fuck wit'cha And all your so-called down niggas

'd like to send peace out to all my homeboys that kept it real And love to all my niggas that have died out here In this bullshit that we call the streets

to know, what's the reason he was dead? "More money, more problems, better believe it", he said "Careful what you wish for you might receive it", he said "I see", I said, "Jealousy

Everytime you call on the phone You hit my heart it's pumpin' Thinking that I did something wrong Everytime you knock on my door I know just what you

can't look it's killing me And taking control Jealousy, turning saints into the sea Swimming through sick lullabies Choking on your alibis But it's just the price I pay Destiny is calling

be killed, how could I refrain? And foreva be in debt, that's neva a good thing To the pressure for success can put a good strain On a friend you call

was not about to go the dumber route Left you with a lot of doubt, kinda like in a drought Got no mo' integrity, slow flow, what you tellin' me? There's jealousy

I used to make you laugh, I used to make you smile But all the while your roommates were in denial We felt a lot of jealousy from the very start Your so-called