Everything Else Rings

She looking for a sign, like we gang bang She said Nigga throw it up when ya see me If I'm your mind, let the phone the rang I ain't tryna hold you up when I see ya Spend a little time, just a hang to hang You gon try to show me up if we get freaky Ain't no strings attached, pull a little strings You ain't gotta hold me up just to keep me Living by the phone Waiting patiently But don't hear a thing This love ain't here for me Somewhere in California These trees for different leaves Still wait by the phone While everything else rings If you read the signs, you cud see clear Why they acting like I ain't sposed to be here I'm just on my grind, every single year Ain't gon fake like I ont sposed to be here By time they realize, I'm in second gear I'ma blast off like I ain't sposed to be here Yeah we on a rise, yeah we up there I'm a cut up like I ain't sposed to be here