Out of Tune
Tryna call my phone
619 is the area code
CA to the MO
Ain't play, when I'm alone
Here I go
On the microphone
Imma shot to your dome
While the AK unloads
Audio overload
Imma go off while I'm solo
Horoscope, I know your next hoe
Or your next move
I ain't here to prove
I can rap, that's a fact
Wow dude
New view
I'm a nuisance to the music
Making chicken soup with a broomstick
On Tuesday
Don't amuse me
Uzi yea
Yours truly, Cam
Excuse me, damn!
With a beauty tan
Real writer, man
U ain't see the plan
Damn man I know u just a scam
My phone is Out Of Tune like
I can't get your calls or texts anymore
Don't really care tho haha
That's right
Tryna call my phone
619 is the area code
CA to the MO
Ain't play, when I'm alone
Here I am
On the mic
I'm on fire
With a strike of inspire
On a bike, flat tires
In the woods, with a fire
Needing praise, call the choir
In a maze, really tired
Can't escape I know they are lying
Damn
This how it be, when you with me
Cant even handle your business
I'm trying and you ain't that busy
Still wanna act like you ain't with me
Call me when I flex, don't wanna text, nevertheless
As I come out the sky, yes I'm that fly, watch me as I am descending uh
This is the ending
I'm bending inventing
Ascending
Jump in the pool drenching my head in
Extending my rent and
Pretending
I'm heading defending a
Kingdom with so many weapons
I'm pretty much dead and
I'm sweating in essence ain't pleasant
Two seconds pass by and I'm dreading
The lessons effected, class, always, still present ay
Don't know who sent ya
My phone ain't working
Call your side hoe
May know the work uh
Go full circle
Full rotation
619, catch my traces
Out Of Tune with a ay
Out Of Tune
Out of Tune with a ay
Out of Tune
Out of Tune, not auto tune
Out of Tune (Yea yea yea)
Tryna call my phone
619 is the area code
CA to the MO
Ain't play, when I'm alone
Here I go
On the microphone
Imma shot to your dome
While the AK unloads
Audio overload
Imma go off while I'm solo
Horoscope, I know your next hoe
Or your next move
I'm a step through
The back ooouu
The back room?
Sick of me yet!
Did u forget
Think I was gone?
Back at it again
What I posses
Crazy confessions
How I got here
Shit it's a blessing
Reflexes, reflecting my distress
No respect, impress me no effect
Upset, she gets
Rejection, bye instead
My phone is, running out of tune
619 is the area code
CA to the MO
Ain't play, when I'm alone
Here I go
On the microphone
Imma shot to your dome
While the AK unloads
Audio overload
Imma go off while I'm solo
Horoscope, I know your next hoe
Or your next move
I ain't here to prove
I can rap, that's a fact
Wow dude
New view
I'm a nuisance to the music
Making chicken soup with a broomstick
On Tuesday
Don't amuse me
Uzi yea
Yours truly, Cam
Excuse me, damn!
With a beauty tan
Real writer, man
U ain't see the plan
Damn man I know u just a scam
My phone is Out Of Tune like
I can't get your calls or texts anymore
Don't really care tho haha
That's right
Tryna call my phone
619 is the area code
CA to the MO
Ain't play, when I'm alone
Here I am
On the mic
I'm on fire
With a strike of inspire
On a bike, flat tires
In the woods, with a fire
Needing praise, call the choir
In a maze, really tired
Can't escape I know they are lying
Damn
This how it be, when you with me
Cant even handle your business
I'm trying and you ain't that busy
Still wanna act like you ain't with me
Call me when I flex, don't wanna text, nevertheless
As I come out the sky, yes I'm that fly, watch me as I am descending uh
This is the ending
I'm bending inventing
Ascending
Jump in the pool drenching my head in
Extending my rent and
Pretending
I'm heading defending a
Kingdom with so many weapons
I'm pretty much dead and
I'm sweating in essence ain't pleasant
Two seconds pass by and I'm dreading
The lessons effected, class, always, still present ay
Don't know who sent ya
My phone ain't working
Call your side hoe
May know the work uh
Go full circle
Full rotation
619, catch my traces
Out Of Tune with a ay
Out Of Tune
Out of Tune with a ay
Out of Tune
Out of Tune, not auto tune
Out of Tune (Yea yea yea)
Tryna call my phone
619 is the area code
CA to the MO
Ain't play, when I'm alone
Here I go
On the microphone
Imma shot to your dome
While the AK unloads
Audio overload
Imma go off while I'm solo
Horoscope, I know your next hoe
Or your next move
I'm a step through
The back ooouu
The back room?
Sick of me yet!
Did u forget
Think I was gone?
Back at it again
What I posses
Crazy confessions
How I got here
Shit it's a blessing
Reflexes, reflecting my distress
No respect, impress me no effect
Upset, she gets
Rejection, bye instead
My phone is, running out of tune
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Writer(s): Cameron Edwards
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