Voicemail Interlude

Ty
Tristen going for practice
It's after six o'clock
You guys need to get up

Tyshaun
I don't know i'm trying to get you all the time because your mother said you wasn't feeling Good
Please Please Please Ty call someone
Okay bye

Tybo
Give me ya voice please
Alright bye bye
God bless you

Wassup Tybo
Hope you bless yo. Hope your blessed my son
Have a blessed day okay
Tell Trinity to give me a call
Tell my son Trinity to give me a call
Bye bye
God bless Tybo
Bye bye

Damn I done called like six times
When you going to pick up the phone
But nah for real give me a call back beach

Wassup boy
I know you never check your freaking voicemails
Get this message
You're a bitch
Call me back
Let's go have some fun

Swear making music in my DNA
Make four albums say they all up on the way
Right now Not there yet My mixtape
Supposed to drop on Christmas I'm a little late
I really hate schedules I'm better than my peers
I've been dropping music something for your ears
Gemstones diamonds see clear
Soon something for your eyes
History filled with lies
Never let them boys slide
Got too much music too die
Got too much life to not fight
I've earned every single right
You don't know what I got left
Hook to jab you know the rest
Never knew the definition of rest till I gave less
I just need my blessings
Voicemails got me questioning
Question my own heading
Am I going down the right path
Only you can know that
Bring you joy then enjoy that
Treat my music like a throwback
Only if I'd known that
Them words would have worked back
Then and I'm still not there yet

Babe
Babe
I've been facetiming you calling you haven't been answering
So...



Credits
Writer(s): Peter Wilson
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