Callin My Friends
Why you been calling my friends
Got me assuming that I should be worried of you
Waking up in they beds
Not what I wanted I wish it would work
But right now all this shit it depends
If I can get it together enough
Just to think of giving you a chance
Yeah, giving you a chance
Why you keep callin my friends
Over and over and over again
Why you keep living these lies
Knowing you know it's all pretend
My heart filled with this pain
From all the times that i got played
Can't get through that shit again
Can't go through that shit again
All I see is
Red
And now I want you dead
Oh oh
Left your phone out
On the counter
And it started ringin
Saw the name pop up
I thought about just
Fucking leaving
Gain my composure
Take a breath
I'll ask her
What's the reason
And if she lie and
Keep it from me
I may struggle breathing
Come to the kitchen
Baby sit down
Let's just have a talk
I wasn't snoopin
Heard a sound
And saw your phone go off
I couldn't help
But take a look
At who gave you a call
I saw the name
It was my boy
Baby what's up w y'all
She wasn't tellin me
The truth
And I could tell
Yeah
Could tell her mind
Was tryna think of
Someone else
I caught her lie
Nowhere to hide
But in her shell
Said fuck this bitch
I'm fucking done
Bitch go to hell
You did me wrong what the fuck am I sorry for
Feel like the bitch hit a lick with a 44
Spray with the choppa my blood leaking on the floor
Don't give a fuck cuz this bitch love the uh
Hit with the beam cuz she topping the block
Bad little bitch gimme brain on the rocks
Forget about you I don't fuck w the ops
So forget about you I don't fuck with the uh
Wait
Wasn't fucking on me rather fuck on my friends
Uh
Stupid bitch wanna call wanna ask how I been
Nah
I decline every call leave her message on read
Well
Just the one so I tell her won't see her again
Dreams from the past hoped they'd last
I Ain't goin back
Get to the cash flex that bag
Know she can't match
Call my friends won't get me back
Bitch you lost your chance
Bitch you lost your chance
Can't take that risk again
Tryna keep it safe for myself yeah
Focus on myself before anyone else
Swimming in my bag like I was Michael Phelps
Breaking records all without you
Don't need no one else
Yea It's nice sometimes to have someone
But It hurts more when you have no one
She love me more when she know that I'm on sum
She a groupie get up off me I don't want none
She still callin friends
Her friends they hit me up I slide she'll never know it's them
Now all my friends is dead
I'm Throwing up them Benjamins
I'm
So lost
In my dreams
Without you
Got me assuming that I should be worried of you
Waking up in they beds
Not what I wanted I wish it would work
But right now all this shit it depends
If I can get it together enough
Just to think of giving you a chance
Yeah, giving you a chance
Why you keep callin my friends
Over and over and over again
Why you keep living these lies
Knowing you know it's all pretend
My heart filled with this pain
From all the times that i got played
Can't get through that shit again
Can't go through that shit again
All I see is
Red
And now I want you dead
Oh oh
Left your phone out
On the counter
And it started ringin
Saw the name pop up
I thought about just
Fucking leaving
Gain my composure
Take a breath
I'll ask her
What's the reason
And if she lie and
Keep it from me
I may struggle breathing
Come to the kitchen
Baby sit down
Let's just have a talk
I wasn't snoopin
Heard a sound
And saw your phone go off
I couldn't help
But take a look
At who gave you a call
I saw the name
It was my boy
Baby what's up w y'all
She wasn't tellin me
The truth
And I could tell
Yeah
Could tell her mind
Was tryna think of
Someone else
I caught her lie
Nowhere to hide
But in her shell
Said fuck this bitch
I'm fucking done
Bitch go to hell
You did me wrong what the fuck am I sorry for
Feel like the bitch hit a lick with a 44
Spray with the choppa my blood leaking on the floor
Don't give a fuck cuz this bitch love the uh
Hit with the beam cuz she topping the block
Bad little bitch gimme brain on the rocks
Forget about you I don't fuck w the ops
So forget about you I don't fuck with the uh
Wait
Wasn't fucking on me rather fuck on my friends
Uh
Stupid bitch wanna call wanna ask how I been
Nah
I decline every call leave her message on read
Well
Just the one so I tell her won't see her again
Dreams from the past hoped they'd last
I Ain't goin back
Get to the cash flex that bag
Know she can't match
Call my friends won't get me back
Bitch you lost your chance
Bitch you lost your chance
Can't take that risk again
Tryna keep it safe for myself yeah
Focus on myself before anyone else
Swimming in my bag like I was Michael Phelps
Breaking records all without you
Don't need no one else
Yea It's nice sometimes to have someone
But It hurts more when you have no one
She love me more when she know that I'm on sum
She a groupie get up off me I don't want none
She still callin friends
Her friends they hit me up I slide she'll never know it's them
Now all my friends is dead
I'm Throwing up them Benjamins
I'm
So lost
In my dreams
Without you
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Writer(s): Deandre Miller
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