Calls

Want connect with y'all
I just don't like calls, calls, calls
Honest I try
I just can't do calls, calls, calls
Ask me what's wrong
I'm so bad at calls, calls, calls
Y'all wonder why
I don't like these calls, calls, calls

Aye, shit is all different, ain't it?
I find it surprising that I'm really still complainin'
The distance, the yadi ya, bla, bla, bla, you can name it
Look speed and time without you, just can not fuckin' make it
Look, y'all niggas never call me, and I fuckin' hate it
Nah, who am I kiddin'? I love it, it feels amazin'
A nigga starts ringin' my line, then my name is Haines
Houdini, whatever and anything that's related

The problem is calls feel so impersonated
And awkward as shit, that's the reason I never rated
Like text me instead, I swear it's not overrated
It's more overwhelming when I'm feeling super jaded
You call me, I lose all the focus, I do not say shit
Like me and you ain't really havin' a conversation
Ah

It gets so low, so low, solo
I forgot to call you back again
And my phone battery's ten percent
How 'bout you send the messages?
I'ma respond in seconds then
I'on gotta do what I resent
All of that bs, we prevent
Then we can all feel so content

End of the day we all connect
Video call I detonate
Told you to stop that yesterday
I'm not gon' do this ain't no way
I know that some y'all resonate
I never duck your calls, my babe
Well, sometimes
I like your calls, I swear, my babe

Want connect with y'all
I just don't like calls, calls, calls
Honest I try
I just can't do calls, calls, calls
Ask me what's wrong



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