Don't Call Me
My life ain't oh what it used to be
My mind's gonna get oh so real
My god, think oh you now lost me
You now lost me, nah nah nah nah
My life ain't oh what it used to be
My mind's gonna get oh so real
My god, think oh you now lost me
You now lost me, nah nah nah nah
Un, dos, tres, vamos juntos otra vez
El fuego que no puede ser
Y lo siento en serio
Viviendo un juego intenso no miento
So what you say, so what you say
It's another day, it's another day
Ya no va bien, no
Life in front the lights behind the mics
Might just be the might that lies inside
That keeps me rushing past the rusty guys
Busted bikes and dusty nikes alike
Ecuador to Manchester, we live
Bless your door like jehovas arrived
Flexing more, My whole team in all white
Off white, got bags all night, all right
B to the eije, drop the g on sight
Sneak to the stage, Bust surprising rhymes
More lines than open mics have arrived
Got style like Oh my days what a sight
Don't mess with vibe, Duplex need it wide
Suplexing the fire leave ash on the side
Don't ash on my creps don't call after 5
Don't call me no more, All right
Don't you call me up, nah nah nah nah
Don't you call me up, nah nah
Don't you call me up, nah nah nah nah
Don't you call me up, nah nah
My life ain't oh what it used to be
My mind's gonna get oh so real
My god, think oh you now lost me
You now lost me, nah nah nah nah
My life ain't oh what it used to be
My mind's gonna get oh so real
My god, think oh you now lost me
You now lost me, nah nah nah nah
My mind's gonna get oh so real
My god, think oh you now lost me
You now lost me, nah nah nah nah
My life ain't oh what it used to be
My mind's gonna get oh so real
My god, think oh you now lost me
You now lost me, nah nah nah nah
Un, dos, tres, vamos juntos otra vez
El fuego que no puede ser
Y lo siento en serio
Viviendo un juego intenso no miento
So what you say, so what you say
It's another day, it's another day
Ya no va bien, no
Life in front the lights behind the mics
Might just be the might that lies inside
That keeps me rushing past the rusty guys
Busted bikes and dusty nikes alike
Ecuador to Manchester, we live
Bless your door like jehovas arrived
Flexing more, My whole team in all white
Off white, got bags all night, all right
B to the eije, drop the g on sight
Sneak to the stage, Bust surprising rhymes
More lines than open mics have arrived
Got style like Oh my days what a sight
Don't mess with vibe, Duplex need it wide
Suplexing the fire leave ash on the side
Don't ash on my creps don't call after 5
Don't call me no more, All right
Don't you call me up, nah nah nah nah
Don't you call me up, nah nah
Don't you call me up, nah nah nah nah
Don't you call me up, nah nah
My life ain't oh what it used to be
My mind's gonna get oh so real
My god, think oh you now lost me
You now lost me, nah nah nah nah
My life ain't oh what it used to be
My mind's gonna get oh so real
My god, think oh you now lost me
You now lost me, nah nah nah nah
Credits
Writer(s): Juan Rizzo
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