DONT CALL
Ohh, oh
She don't call my phone, call my phone, call my phone, call my phone
She don't call my phone, call my phone, call my phone, call my phone
If her mum comes in, I'm under covers
Why'm I always under cover?
Hiding from ya sister, brothers
I feel like I'm the other
Feel like you took a steel knife
I don't feel right this could be a crime
Always I'm missing the signs
Took the slip road now you're not mine
And I'm outta tune
I'm not over you
I'm so one of one
Let's be one of two
Baby tell me please
Baby let's be we
Baby sweet like honey that we get from bees
Could've been a team
Would've won the league
But I guess things went differently
Tell me the truth, do you think of me?
No worries don't tell me I'll make believe
Yeah I called her phone
But she don't pick up
Drinking from my cup
I guess I fucked up
(Fucked up, fucked up, fucked up)
Now she hanging with them silly niggas
She don't fuck with inner city niggas
My heart cold I'm feeling chilly nigga
I think maybe she more into bitches
Cannot fuck with her
I cannot fuck with snitches
Left me in the dirt
She left me in the ditches
Ah fuck
Bit of Lemonade in my cup
She don't call my phone
I don't mind though
If she did I'd probably hit decline tho
Took a hit I don't give a fuck
I was down now I'm up up up
Caution
Niggas taking more than their portion
Warning listen up, listen up
My shit is hot to the touch nigga what
Two stepping, we were two stepping
Her mum said "come outside" I told her "two seconds"
I been on my grind, running out of time
You my centrepiece, that's so hard to find
Hold on now I hold you close
You were what I loved the most
Bread and butter like I'm making toast
Never past only look to post
Anyway it's getting late
Silvan's up tryna wrap the tape
She don't call my phone but at what cost
You a chicken boy man you're all soft
Yo be careful son you might fall off...
Lost, oh so lost
Tell me the price yeah the cost
Tell me you love me to get me to stop
Both hands on the rim all my shots getting blocked
I fell in love the same moment I saw
Tore me in half now my heart on the floor
Now I'm just walking can't find anybody that matches the price that you set for my door
Give me a call
Make my day, make my life better
With you in it I think I could live forever
Of course we could travel, trot the globe together
Just chase the May weather
No hotel we'll buy the resort
Your face stamped on my brain like wax on the back of this letter
Heart broken mice turn to rats turn to cheddar
Silence the lambs let me hit this beretta
She don't call my phone, call my phone, call my phone, call my phone
She don't call my phone, call my phone, call my phone, call my phone
If her mum comes in, I'm under covers
Why'm I always under cover?
Hiding from ya sister, brothers
I feel like I'm the other
Feel like you took a steel knife
I don't feel right this could be a crime
Always I'm missing the signs
Took the slip road now you're not mine
And I'm outta tune
I'm not over you
I'm so one of one
Let's be one of two
Baby tell me please
Baby let's be we
Baby sweet like honey that we get from bees
Could've been a team
Would've won the league
But I guess things went differently
Tell me the truth, do you think of me?
No worries don't tell me I'll make believe
Yeah I called her phone
But she don't pick up
Drinking from my cup
I guess I fucked up
(Fucked up, fucked up, fucked up)
Now she hanging with them silly niggas
She don't fuck with inner city niggas
My heart cold I'm feeling chilly nigga
I think maybe she more into bitches
Cannot fuck with her
I cannot fuck with snitches
Left me in the dirt
She left me in the ditches
Ah fuck
Bit of Lemonade in my cup
She don't call my phone
I don't mind though
If she did I'd probably hit decline tho
Took a hit I don't give a fuck
I was down now I'm up up up
Caution
Niggas taking more than their portion
Warning listen up, listen up
My shit is hot to the touch nigga what
Two stepping, we were two stepping
Her mum said "come outside" I told her "two seconds"
I been on my grind, running out of time
You my centrepiece, that's so hard to find
Hold on now I hold you close
You were what I loved the most
Bread and butter like I'm making toast
Never past only look to post
Anyway it's getting late
Silvan's up tryna wrap the tape
She don't call my phone but at what cost
You a chicken boy man you're all soft
Yo be careful son you might fall off...
Lost, oh so lost
Tell me the price yeah the cost
Tell me you love me to get me to stop
Both hands on the rim all my shots getting blocked
I fell in love the same moment I saw
Tore me in half now my heart on the floor
Now I'm just walking can't find anybody that matches the price that you set for my door
Give me a call
Make my day, make my life better
With you in it I think I could live forever
Of course we could travel, trot the globe together
Just chase the May weather
No hotel we'll buy the resort
Your face stamped on my brain like wax on the back of this letter
Heart broken mice turn to rats turn to cheddar
Silence the lambs let me hit this beretta
Credits
Writer(s): Micah Kannike
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