Call Up Da Homiez

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Phone home, phone home, I been outta space
Even in my hometown I'm feelin outta place
One time for your mind I been outta takes
I'm outta time I'm on my grind that's why we always outta state
Yak up in my cup I'm still a Florida boy
Still praying like a saint but ain't no Nola boy, they know they boy
Movin thru Atlanta like a hawk I'm feelin brave yes
Mistakin on my age from my face that's cause I'm ageless
They want me to show up for this show but they ain't paid yet
That mean AME ain't bout to show boy what you think-kin
Taking it the bank, I'm laughing
Takin a sip of drank, I'm passin
Everyone that they think, could pass em
3 2 1 make way, im blasting off
Gone

Ok it's that time of the year again
Another flight, another city, for a lil sin
Another bottle, super models, for the win
Mamacitas, margaritas, salt on the rim
We came to party, came to kick it, so whose your lady friend
Me and the homies new in town, so pour some Hen
On ice, feelin nice, now it's first class at first glance on that ass
Talladega nights, if you ain't first your last
So I pop my coller and proceed to pimp this game
Nerveless, me and the homies fresh to death
North to south Kakalaki, now on a flight to Cali
We in Texas con los mexicanos
Que viva la rasa pero soy colombiano
You know, mr pan de bono con buñuelos
Bueno another flight, another city, hope y'all miss me
We out

This just been on my mind
And i just wanna put this out here
Maybe somebody need to hear it
Maybe somebody don't
But if you're a producer
And you present yourself to me
It's really not a good thing that you mention other producers
What I mean is that whoever I'm working with
I'm working with, you don't need to mention them
That's already a red flag for me
Because I feel like you already trying to point out
Who the competition is
Or who you in competition with
And ain't no competition here
If you a great producer
You just gonna talk about you and your production
You know