Missed Call
(Hey dumb fuck answer the fucking phone, thanks)
Don't you go telling me that I missed your call
Don't you go telling me that it's all my fault
No no no no no, it's not at all
It never is
Trapped by the tasteless
Sucking off the A-list
Everybody wants to be celebrity, that's basic
I want this bitch to listen to my music on her playlist
And I'll be jerkin' off thinking 'bout how much she hates it
I just wanna make shit
No this ain't no makeshift dream
All inquiring parties are buying stock in me
And I'm so tired, so I'm sleeping off the money fiends
And I'm so hungry making music I forgot to eat
And I'm the wisest man alive they call me Socrates
Cause I'm philosophizing rhymes and sliding on the beats
So don't go wasting all my time and getting mad at me
You're the opposite of what I think I'd really rather be
I think I'm built with a different anatomy
You hit me up so much
And surely you'll get left on read
There ain't no vacancy you're shit out of luck
Don't you go telling me that I missed your call
Don't you go telling me that it's all my fault
No no no no no, it's not at all
It never is
So what's a guy to do
When everybody wants a piece of pie
They're chasing clout but they can barely tie their shoes
You're ugly, you're stupid, and you're super fucking lame
And I'm sorry if that's rude but trust me Lenny gets insane
Everybody chasing fame
I just wanna fucking play
Made a promise to my mom that this ain't a fucking phase
I manifest the day on the TV screens
Where I'm giving mom a wave and she's so proud of me
I got a lot of people that I just can't please
Careful with my energy
Making sure my dogs eat
Yeah and I invest in brevity
I wouldn't want to waste a single breathe in me
Don't talk to me it's deafening
I'm shining don't you wanna see
I'm winning plug your ears if you don't wanna hear
But the recommended settings say you better turn it up
Or get left in the dust when I get out of here
Don't you go telling me that I missed your call
Don't you go telling me that it's all my fault
No no no no no, it's not at all
It never is
(I'm sorry the person you are trying to reach has a voicemail box
That has not been set up yet, goodbye)
Don't you go telling me that I missed your call
Don't you go telling me that it's all my fault
No no no no no, it's not at all
It never is
Trapped by the tasteless
Sucking off the A-list
Everybody wants to be celebrity, that's basic
I want this bitch to listen to my music on her playlist
And I'll be jerkin' off thinking 'bout how much she hates it
I just wanna make shit
No this ain't no makeshift dream
All inquiring parties are buying stock in me
And I'm so tired, so I'm sleeping off the money fiends
And I'm so hungry making music I forgot to eat
And I'm the wisest man alive they call me Socrates
Cause I'm philosophizing rhymes and sliding on the beats
So don't go wasting all my time and getting mad at me
You're the opposite of what I think I'd really rather be
I think I'm built with a different anatomy
You hit me up so much
And surely you'll get left on read
There ain't no vacancy you're shit out of luck
Don't you go telling me that I missed your call
Don't you go telling me that it's all my fault
No no no no no, it's not at all
It never is
So what's a guy to do
When everybody wants a piece of pie
They're chasing clout but they can barely tie their shoes
You're ugly, you're stupid, and you're super fucking lame
And I'm sorry if that's rude but trust me Lenny gets insane
Everybody chasing fame
I just wanna fucking play
Made a promise to my mom that this ain't a fucking phase
I manifest the day on the TV screens
Where I'm giving mom a wave and she's so proud of me
I got a lot of people that I just can't please
Careful with my energy
Making sure my dogs eat
Yeah and I invest in brevity
I wouldn't want to waste a single breathe in me
Don't talk to me it's deafening
I'm shining don't you wanna see
I'm winning plug your ears if you don't wanna hear
But the recommended settings say you better turn it up
Or get left in the dust when I get out of here
Don't you go telling me that I missed your call
Don't you go telling me that it's all my fault
No no no no no, it's not at all
It never is
(I'm sorry the person you are trying to reach has a voicemail box
That has not been set up yet, goodbye)
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Writer(s): Lennon Kuhl-chimera
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