Hit My Phone, Pt. 2

Palms sweaty, I see way too many faces
This is my world, I could never switch places
Fans know I'm a legend in the making
Girl so bad, oh man, and she basic
Hit my phone, we could get it on
Always see you in the front of every single show
Took a chance on the studio
Now all my shirts really say VLONE

I get a bag and I fuck it up
I get the money and I'm blowing it fast
I make you dance, do the Double Dutch
Swear I love to see all the ways they react
Bro send a pack and I'm on it like that
They can't keep up, we been moving too fast
Sending these shots and I'm right on you ass
Future and Drake do the digital dash
Got scars like Al Capone, I chase the cash, I'm gone
Get canned like bad cologne, doing acts I can't condone
Get played like saxophone, without you I'm all alone
Man I could go on and on, but this part two of Hit My Phone
Audemar on the watch, Audemar on my wrist
Diamonds XXL and I ain't talking no list
Sometimes I feel lost, tryna find where I am
Battling my fears but I can't always win

Palms sweaty, I see way too many faces
This is my world, I could never switch places
Fans know I'm a legend in the making
Girl so bad, oh man, and she basic
Hit my phone, we could get it on
Always see you in the front of every single show
Took a chance on the studio
Now all my shirts really say VLONE



Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Grimaldi
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