Phone Booth
It's never a perfect time is it?
The beeper keep going off
I had to pay you a visit
I had to put, I had to
Put a quarter in yo slot
'Cause you never be costin' me a lot
No, I love you more than most black men do white women
Or light skinneded
Holler if hit
Or don't be offended
Been praying for guidance
Cause snakes slither man
Then look you in yo' eyelids
They jealous and copy what I did
Oh we been cool well who knew?
Just shit I been thinking in my head
I did, I did overthink just a tad bit
Shit I've seen could turn will turn you savage
So, If you wanting it
You can have it
Lord forgive me for zoomin in on my enemies
I'm trying to bring them closer
If they filming me, you feeling me?
Uh, Call 'em out
Fuck 'em call 'em out
I'm water you dry
Look you in your eye
Watch you from your burning house
I gotta get in this
I'm feeling stupendous
My nigga I'm word of mouth
That bitch that you heard about
Reserve your clout hoe
When you call on my phone
Make sure it's collect
I came to collect
I came to get your mind right
If you incorrect
Get the fuck off my set
Get the fuck off my stoop
Ion owe you respect, nigga
The beeper keep going off
I had to pay you a visit
I had to put, I had to
Put a quarter in yo slot
'Cause you never be costin' me a lot
No, I love you more than most black men do white women
Or light skinneded
Holler if hit
Or don't be offended
Been praying for guidance
Cause snakes slither man
Then look you in yo' eyelids
They jealous and copy what I did
Oh we been cool well who knew?
Just shit I been thinking in my head
I did, I did overthink just a tad bit
Shit I've seen could turn will turn you savage
So, If you wanting it
You can have it
Lord forgive me for zoomin in on my enemies
I'm trying to bring them closer
If they filming me, you feeling me?
Uh, Call 'em out
Fuck 'em call 'em out
I'm water you dry
Look you in your eye
Watch you from your burning house
I gotta get in this
I'm feeling stupendous
My nigga I'm word of mouth
That bitch that you heard about
Reserve your clout hoe
When you call on my phone
Make sure it's collect
I came to collect
I came to get your mind right
If you incorrect
Get the fuck off my set
Get the fuck off my stoop
Ion owe you respect, nigga
Credits
Writer(s): Kie Richardson
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