Hittin' Up My Line

You've been hittin' up my line
And it's Hella Late
You say you've been cryin'
But I cannot relate
You do this all the time
I aint about to chase
Fuck you, I'll be fine
And you been hittin' up my line
And it's Hella Late
You say you've been cryin'
But I cannot relate
You do this all the time
I aint about to chase
Fuck you, I'll be fine

I used to buy you flowers
And Ferrero Rocher, and Rose'
Pick up and fuck you in
The telly door way
You could ask for anything
And I would tell you OK
But something changed in your eyes
What can I say
Really I ain't worried 'bout
The why and why not
You say you gon' change the world
But you got high and forgot
You can lie and say you tired
But your eyes say a lot
I need a rider and you'll never
Be my wife, cause you not
So, when you see me
Slide up in spots
With some baddies
Please don't get your panties
Tied in a knot
I'm at the bottom of a bottle
On a flight to the top
And I'ma flex on you forever
If you like it or not
I do a toast with my ho's
To the memory of your ghost
So imagine my surprise
When you call me doin' the most
Imagine my surprise
I'm gettin' to good at goodbyes

You've been hittin' up my line
And it's Hella Late
You say you've been cryin'
But I cannot relate
You do this all the time
I aint about to chase
Fuck you, I'll be fine
And you been hittin' up my line
And it's Hella Late
You say you've been cryin'
But I cannot relate
You do this all the time
I aint about to chase
Fuck you, I'll be fine

I gave it all to you
But you threw that shit away
You tryna play some shit
That I aint really tryna play
You want some other dick
But still want me just in case
I don't give a fuck
I'm recording out of state
Look what you've done
You know you made a mistake
Losin' your friends for
Droppin' me on my face, aye
I done gave it all
Fuck it all
I aint pickin' up the call
I don't care at all
Fuckin' her on the wall, okay
This is how I feel right now
Any bitch get outta line
I'm tellin' her to pipe down
25, in my prime
I'm tryna fuck right now
But you want me to call
And open up right now
What the fuck
I don't give a fuck
I'm on stuff, that got me lifted up
Lookin rough, fuckin all these sluts
The void is never filled
My heart is killed
It's hella real, and

You've been hittin' up my line
And it's Hella Late
You say you've been cryin'
But I cannot relate
You do this all the time
I aint about to chase
Fuck you, I'll be fine
And you been hittin' up my line
And it's Hella Late
You say you've been cryin'
But I cannot relate
You do this all the time
I aint about to chase
Fuck you, I'll be fine
And you



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Writer(s): Brandon Hays
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