CallYoPhone

Look, it's two sides to every story, give a f*ck 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 f*ck 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 f*ck 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 f*ck about designer, I just want another pole