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Call My Name
by BORO
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Whenever they call my name
I just hear these voices say
They always like “shut the fuck up, pussy”
Call my name, call my name
Taking L’s to the face
I don’t talk to my Ex
But I hope she doing great
I don’t do fake shit
How you feel, how you feel
With me, baby
You can be so real
I don’t want to be average
Think that’s my biggest fear
Blunt smoke be hiding shit
That I be really feeling
Undergrad I had some haters
Spoke nice, mean later
They was always asking favors
I don’t see em getting paper
Imma be popping and locking it up
I need that Henny right up in my cup
Giving my baby whatever she want
Giving my family whatever they need
She kiss my lips, she got on her knees
She do as choose she do as she please
Consent really matter that shit is a need
Men need to do better, women I’m sorry
At home I’m smoking I ain’t go to your party
That ain’t no diss, I’m just busy with this
Just finished the 40 I need me a piss
I look at your soul I don’t look at your wrist
Nice watch though
Whenever they call my name
I just hear these voices say
They always like “shut the fuck up, retard”
Misdirection in conversation
Mind is always on contemplation
Theory this and then theory that
My signal out when I get frustrated
Lately it’s just accolades
Getting checks and then doing raids
Last year thought I’d catch a fade
But instead my TV debut made
I’m the one that y’all love to hate
I been a pro since my room in Tate
Could make your bullshit commonplace
But you do it so well so I’d rather wait
Waited so long to get the spotlight
You gotta see yourself in the top five
Just to get ahead, so now I’m on my
Bullshit where I spit game all night
Riley Hough when I’m fuckin rappin'
Hiley Rough when I indulge in habits
Feelin Tom Hanks like the fuckin captain
Then bitches get petty when my moves happen
Who the fuck are you to question my depression
Stack it on me and apply the pressure
Giles Corey in this Salem shit
And then you point a finger towards all my endeavors
How I cope is only up to me tho
You should really go and check your ego
I’ve been fine keeping to myself
Cause after all this hell I can see the evil
Every day I just beat the spectrum
Now I’m gettin' paid to take direction
Bonafide bad bitch on the mic
And then you know the standard been perfection
Whenever they call my name
I just hear these voices say
They always like
Whenever they call my name
I just hear these voices say
They always like “shut the fuck up, pussy”
Call my name, call my name
Taking L’s to the face
I don’t talk to my Ex
But I hope she doing great
I don’t do fake shit
How you feel, how you feel
With me, baby
You can be so real
I don’t want to be average
Think that’s my biggest fear
Blunt smoke be hiding shit
That I be really feeling
Undergrad I had some haters
Spoke nice, mean later
They was always asking favors
I don’t see em getting paper
Imma be popping and locking it up
I need that Henny right up in my cup
Giving my baby whatever she want
Giving my family whatever they need
She kiss my lips, she got on her knees
She do as choose she do as she please
Consent really matter that shit is a need
Men need to do better, women I’m sorry
At home I’m smoking I ain’t go to your party
That ain’t no diss, I’m just busy with this
Just finished the 40 I need me a piss
I look at your soul I don’t look at your wrist
Nice watch though
Whenever they call my name
I just hear these voices say
They always like “shut the fuck up, retard”
Misdirection in conversation
Mind is always on contemplation
Theory this and then theory that
My signal out when I get frustrated
Lately it’s just accolades
Getting checks and then doing raids
Last year thought I’d catch a fade
But instead my TV debut made
I’m the one that y’all love to hate
I been a pro since my room in Tate
Could make your bullshit commonplace
But you do it so well so I’d rather wait
Waited so long to get the spotlight
You gotta see yourself in the top five
Just to get ahead, so now I’m on my
Bullshit where I spit game all night
Riley Hough when I’m fuckin rappin'
Hiley Rough when I indulge in habits
Feelin Tom Hanks like the fuckin captain
Then bitches get petty when my moves happen
Who the fuck are you to question my depression
Stack it on me and apply the pressure
Giles Corey in this Salem shit
And then you point a finger towards all my endeavors
How I cope is only up to me tho
You should really go and check your ego
I’ve been fine keeping to myself
Cause after all this hell I can see the evil
Every day I just beat the spectrum
Now I’m gettin' paid to take direction
Bonafide bad bitch on the mic
And then you know the standard been perfection
Whenever they call my name
I just hear these voices say
They always like
