CallYoPhone

Look, it's two sides to every story, give a fuck about a bitch, I don't wanna hear no
sorry
I just downed a couple grams, now the liquor in me pouring, I just been thinking bout my past
and how you niggas had me going
I was knee deep in some shit and you bitches kept it going
now im really in my bag, got you switching with the motion
I've been doing it myself, boutta get myself promoted
Made some room up on my shelf and I dusted all you niggas
I've been really on my shit, I've been really in my zone
Ain't no feeling deep as this, when you feel it in your home
I can't really get too stressed, when I wanna call your phone
I remember why I left, just to get it on my own
Now I'm out here all alone, and I gotta get it on
And if anybody try it, they gon' find out what I tote
I could never love a bitch, that be stepping on my toes
could give a fuck about designer, I just want another pole
And I'm just chasing down a bag, nigga, two, four, fives
When you see me out in traffic, get the strap, in the club
And I'm faded off a handle,
it Be me and my bitch on the floor, getting scandalous
I know you lowkey getting mad, nigga, tryna fuck with me
And you get played out like a mandolin
Never wanted nothing, just some money
And it's coming with a bad bitch
picked the fruit up off my labor, for this fat crib
I've been really on my shit, I've been really in my zone
Ain't no feeling deep as this, when you feel it in your home
I can't really get too stressed, when I wanna call your phone
I remember why I left, just to get it on my own
Now I'm out here all alone, and I gotta get it on
And if anybody try it, they gon' find out what I tote
I could never love a bitch, that be stepping on my toes
Could give a fuck about designer, I just want another pole