Stop Calling My Fucking Phone

Yeah Wake up in the morning Take a knee And throw my hands up Sick of living in between depressed and being amped up Every day I do what I can cause from life I can't run Sick of people calling me all the time I don't answer Sick of this shit I don't give a f*ck, bitch Keep talking shit I'ma leave you cut, kid End up with your throat slit Act like I don't know shit Make your body disappear like there's a ghost here I don't give a f*ck what you got to say If you ain't about a bag You in the way I'm running out of time and I don't like to wait Bitch, I don't trust you I don't like your fucking face Stop Calling My Fucking Phone Yeah Wake up in the morning Take a knee And throw my hands up Sick of living in between depressed and being amped up Every day I do what I can Cause from live I can't run Sick of people calling me all the time I don't answer Sick of people calling me all the time I don't answer Sick of people calling me all the time I don't answer