Phone Ringing

You can see the stress in my voice Walking tall But i'm not making no noise I've been living like a time limit Tickin like a time bomb So timid I got to love myself But life's a bitch Damn thing on my wrist Always ticking Phone ringing Off the hook No body wants to know If antones doing good Living my life nine seconds at a time Like i got a twin turbo ls With the cam inside Chopping up these beats When i ride Through the night Got the holley sniper efi Hear me popping off Like a nine Bumping upchurch through the town When i drive Windows down so i can feel One hand on the steering wheel Other on my one and only Just like my daddy showed me Ready to blow up 541 showing up Where i'm at Doing this and that See these dusty boots With the cowboy hat These hands covered in grease Black to match Old records of boom bap Sign that says Come to the backwoods trap Y'all are welcome back