Callin' My Phone
Now who the fuck is this
You did me wrong
So don't be calling my phone
Mannn leave me alone, trying to see if I'm home
But don't get me out my zone
Cause that some shit I don't condone
And that's exactly what I'm on
You nothing but a clone, and you trying to pick a bone
But your cover got blown, so now you'll get the dial tone, Aye, Aye
Nigga calling my phone
And he like is you home
Trying to see if I'm alone
Know he trying to do the grown
But we got to postpone
Cause
See boy you trying to be the love doctor
Just keep that little shit in your boxers
Just cause you got the motion nigga
Don't mean that you be stroking nigga
High tide of the slow rolling
In my ocean nigga
So Now it goes without saying
Why I keep on playing
When that d you ain't laying
But that head game slaying
Maybe why I keep relapsing
You a drug I'm rehabbing
I scan you then I send ya packin
Do you copy what I'm faxing
Cause you gotta go home
And ain't no need for you to roam
And be searching like you chrome
Don't want ya bm on ya dome
And have her callin on Tyrone
So like jimmy wayne just stay gone
Cause
You did me wrong
So don't be calling my phone
Mannn leave me alone, trying to see if I'm home
But don't get me out my zone
Cause that some shit I don't condone
And that's exactly what I'm on
You nothing but a clone, and you trying to pick a bone
But your cover got blown, so now you'll get the dial tone, Aye, Aye
Like Bizzy Banks, I done hit you with the block (Andddd)
Gotta keep it G, so don't be shocked
You know I got this shit on lock
(Got It On Lock)
And I need them games to stop
(Let's be serious)
Before I X you out that box
(Aye) I said you switched up and then you dissed the mister
No need for no bad seeds, I had to crop you out the picture
So I don't care for the flickers, lemme recite the scripture
(You can't be framing when it was yo finger on the trigger)
And Ion want yo friendship mane, so I had to casper you
Had to draw the line, subtract you out, and do the dash on you
(Woah), and then I laughed at you
(Nooo), can't double back cuz you
You flipped the script but the game over, now you mad ain't chu, (mad ain't chu), aye
Cause
You did me wrong
So don't be calling my phone
Mannn leave me alone, trying to see if I'm home
But don't get me out my zone
Cause that some shit I don't condone
And that's exactly what I'm on
You nothing but a clone, and you trying to pick a bone
But your cover got blown, so now you'll get the dial tone, Aye, Aye
You did me wrong
So don't be calling my phone
Mannn leave me alone, trying to see if I'm home
But don't get me out my zone
Cause that some shit I don't condone
And that's exactly what I'm on
You nothing but a clone, and you trying to pick a bone
But your cover got blown, so now you'll get the dial tone, Aye, Aye
Nigga calling my phone
And he like is you home
Trying to see if I'm alone
Know he trying to do the grown
But we got to postpone
Cause
See boy you trying to be the love doctor
Just keep that little shit in your boxers
Just cause you got the motion nigga
Don't mean that you be stroking nigga
High tide of the slow rolling
In my ocean nigga
So Now it goes without saying
Why I keep on playing
When that d you ain't laying
But that head game slaying
Maybe why I keep relapsing
You a drug I'm rehabbing
I scan you then I send ya packin
Do you copy what I'm faxing
Cause you gotta go home
And ain't no need for you to roam
And be searching like you chrome
Don't want ya bm on ya dome
And have her callin on Tyrone
So like jimmy wayne just stay gone
Cause
You did me wrong
So don't be calling my phone
Mannn leave me alone, trying to see if I'm home
But don't get me out my zone
Cause that some shit I don't condone
And that's exactly what I'm on
You nothing but a clone, and you trying to pick a bone
But your cover got blown, so now you'll get the dial tone, Aye, Aye
Like Bizzy Banks, I done hit you with the block (Andddd)
Gotta keep it G, so don't be shocked
You know I got this shit on lock
(Got It On Lock)
And I need them games to stop
(Let's be serious)
Before I X you out that box
(Aye) I said you switched up and then you dissed the mister
No need for no bad seeds, I had to crop you out the picture
So I don't care for the flickers, lemme recite the scripture
(You can't be framing when it was yo finger on the trigger)
And Ion want yo friendship mane, so I had to casper you
Had to draw the line, subtract you out, and do the dash on you
(Woah), and then I laughed at you
(Nooo), can't double back cuz you
You flipped the script but the game over, now you mad ain't chu, (mad ain't chu), aye
Cause
You did me wrong
So don't be calling my phone
Mannn leave me alone, trying to see if I'm home
But don't get me out my zone
Cause that some shit I don't condone
And that's exactly what I'm on
You nothing but a clone, and you trying to pick a bone
But your cover got blown, so now you'll get the dial tone, Aye, Aye
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Writer(s): William Moreland, Breez & Weez
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