Call Ma Phone
Please dont call ma phone
Getting money
So im not even home
Young nigga riding these streets
Got it on me
Cuz they plotting on me
Lil cuz and he toting off a bean
Big skinnies
Wont see it in the jeans
Dont need no company
High off all these drugs I need
Backwoods dont stiff my roll
Gotta get high for I go
Fuck the police on patrol
Die five wont say it no more
Summer hot so we making it cold
Hit the corner
And im stashing a pole
We was still taking trips
In the cold
Had em stashed
Like a brick in a hole
No im sorry
Cant ride with me
No you cant get high with me
Might kill my vibe
And I know tonight
Thats just no what I need
Keep off them lights
Wont pass my weed
Tonight this just for me
Just close my door dont say no more
I dont need no company
Might take a
Ride in my car i need some
Space to breathe
And my bitch dont
Go very far so I aint
Lacking at least
And all these
Voices in my mind
Tryna
Fuck with my sleep
And I aint got no appetite
And I aint
Eat in a week
And now instead
Im bussin up at five am
And I been
Calling women I probly wont see again
And I got
Habits I know that
They might cost me something
That I
Cant get back but im still running
Please dont call ma phone
Getting money
So im not even home
Young nigga riding these streets
Got it on me
Cuz they plotting on me
Lil cuz and he toting off a bean
Big skinnies
Wont see it in the jeans
Dont need no company
High off all these drugs I need
Getting money
So im not even home
Young nigga riding these streets
Got it on me
Cuz they plotting on me
Lil cuz and he toting off a bean
Big skinnies
Wont see it in the jeans
Dont need no company
High off all these drugs I need
Backwoods dont stiff my roll
Gotta get high for I go
Fuck the police on patrol
Die five wont say it no more
Summer hot so we making it cold
Hit the corner
And im stashing a pole
We was still taking trips
In the cold
Had em stashed
Like a brick in a hole
No im sorry
Cant ride with me
No you cant get high with me
Might kill my vibe
And I know tonight
Thats just no what I need
Keep off them lights
Wont pass my weed
Tonight this just for me
Just close my door dont say no more
I dont need no company
Might take a
Ride in my car i need some
Space to breathe
And my bitch dont
Go very far so I aint
Lacking at least
And all these
Voices in my mind
Tryna
Fuck with my sleep
And I aint got no appetite
And I aint
Eat in a week
And now instead
Im bussin up at five am
And I been
Calling women I probly wont see again
And I got
Habits I know that
They might cost me something
That I
Cant get back but im still running
Please dont call ma phone
Getting money
So im not even home
Young nigga riding these streets
Got it on me
Cuz they plotting on me
Lil cuz and he toting off a bean
Big skinnies
Wont see it in the jeans
Dont need no company
High off all these drugs I need
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Writer(s): Matthew Cacho
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