Lyrics:
fun (Hey, hey hey hey)
I've been tryna call
I've been on my own for long enough
Maybe you can show me how to love, maybe
I'm going through withdrawals
should wait by the phone maybe you're missing
Me at home pick up the phone baby I finally changed my ways
So tell me why why can't I
the homie's brother, my nigga
We right here on the block, my nigga
Al-alright, nigga, nigga just call me, alright, alright
Just call me back, man, just call
together You would still be here and we'd be in better
weather Maybe I was just blind or I wasn't right or
maybe the time was wrong Maybe my plans was off
give me a toke
So I Don’t fuck up the rotation
Puff puff give
I’ll take a word smith
Vacation
Next on the mic
Is my bro ravioli
Ravioli: third eye
V1: (Elise 5000)
Gone and put ya number in my phone
maybe I'll call you when I get home
cuz lately I don't like being alone
see I'm lookin for
Maybe I should call
Maybe not
Maybe I should leave
Maybe not
Maybe I should go
Maybe not
Maybe I can't take you that serious
Maybe I should
Make me feel much better, baby
By telling me you'll never stop (say you won't stop)
(Call on me)
I can feel your body burn into my flesh
(Call
Oooh
Oh oh oh
Mmm
I can't tell your feeling me boy
But I see through your game
So can you erase the thought in my head
That men are all the same
don't wanna be alone
Don't you fucking leave me here all on
My own and call my phone
It's alright, yeah, eleven through the bag
(Oh)
When you talk you
me,
Bodies heating, heavy breathing,
What's your number baby, can I call you
what's your number maybe, can I call
What's your number baby,
nothing
Just leave me on the run, memories I never wanted
So please go lose my number, yeah please go lose my number
Please, go lose my number, been weeping
gave the credit
He bless me with everything I have so I'm indebted
The world is His never forget it
You would think my knee was twisted the way the boy
call it Jezebel
I call it attention
But what they don't know
They can't even imagine
Say I don't have self-esteem
But its my passion
Maybe I'm just
call it Jezebel
I call it attention
But what they don't know
They can't even imagine
Say I don't have self-esteem
But its my passion
Maybe I'm just
but
This is my departure I'm trying to flee the scene (need to bounce)
Call me Mr. Carter, this volume number 3(number 3!)
I been going harder than
remind me of my mother
We drive one another crazy as each other
And we're both adults, so there's no excuse
For the games that we play with each other
number still works, yeah, yeah (yeah)
Call me, my number still works (works)
You just gotta dial it first (hey)
Day and night (night)
I can't be there
later, tryna touch paper
In a 6 tre rag going brazy up the ave
What I'm drinking got me thinking, nigga maybe I should iron out my-
Maybe I should
So I can give a fuck about your comments
I promise, I promise
Cause we all gonna die one day
But I'mma live my life my way!
Remind me why we in this
Especially when he's been more solid than all ya friends
Few numbers saved in my phone, wish I could call again
Give it all up just to go back to how it's
of attention?
Got a short little span of attention
And, whoa, my nights are so long
Where's my wife and family?
What if I die here?
Who'll be my role model
visit's because it would become
The topic of my day and by the
Time we spoke later that day
The argument was so amplified in my head
That I couldn’t wait
then. Paul, since I traveled the country for 3 years, 'n they said they could not understand me. Maybe I could make a good rock star. I don't know. Heh
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