Call You Back

(альбом: The Sky Is Red - 2022)

Uh huh, okay, yeah, I'll call right back
I think that you know what I mean by that
Delete your ass out of my contacts
'Cause your little fake act did not last
I gave you a test, and you did not pass
You on my nerve, and you on my last
I'm tryna be an a-list and get my bags
But I'm above c-level, like I lash
I am in effects you cannot bypass
Bitch, I'm in a movie, dog, imax
It isn't a trailer, guy, why trash
Ears to my record, 'cause I got it on wax
You wonder why I didn't call back, why ask
I did it for my own good, buddy, my bad
Time moves quick, that bar is my past
I gotta run these streams up, I cannot tick tack

We don't ever talk like that (Nah), we don't ever talk like that (Nah nah nah nah)
So why you always on my back (Why?), why you always on my back (Nah nah nah nah)
Tryna get me for all I have (Ooh), thinking you'll get all like that (Nah nah nah nah)
(What?) I'ma have to call you back (Haha), I'ma have to call you back, nah
And it ain't no loving, we don't give a fuck when do you get off (Nah, nah)
We could come at you head on, come at you head on, knock your head off (Nah, nah)
And people love to talk our head off 'till we head off, we know
We know what you tryna do
So I'ma have to call you back

So many numbers on my missed call log
These people taking shots, but I cut 'em short like a sawed off
To give it to you straight, if you're thinking that we're okay
Now I left you behind, and we all right, you got it all wrong
Wait a minute, hold up, me and [?]
You'll be acting like you can ride like you on a rollercoaster
But I'll put you to the side, like when your grandmother told ya
"Don't put a drink on the table without using a coaster"
It hurts to let go
But sometimes, it hurts more to hold on
So hold on, I'm onto the next show
Presto, be gone, poof
Exposed and onto you
You ain't never kept it a hundred, but you less than a [?]
Here's a lesson to you
Don't be digging in my britches, tryna hit me up, 'cause you want some of my riches
Always wanting something every time you punching my digits
But I only want one thing from you, and that's distance, 'cause

We don't ever talk like that (Nah), we don't ever talk like that (Nah nah nah nah)
So why you always on my back (Why?), why you always on my back (Nah nah nah nah)
Tryna get me for all I have (Ooh), thinking you'll get all like that (Nah nah nah nah)
(What?) I'ma have to call you back (Haha), I'ma have to call you back, nah
And it ain't no loving, we don't give a fuck when do you get off (Nah, nah)
We could come at you head on, come at you head on, knock your head off (Nah, nah)
And people love to talk our head off 'till we head off, we know
We know what you tryna do
So I'ma have to call you back

And I don't even know what you got, but wait, just hold up a minute
What is it that made you feel comfortable calling target [?]?
Honest, I really did not forget this shit at all
And wish this conversation wasn't happening right now, I'm prolly missing something more important
Why you talking tryna flex shit?
Half listening, half scrolling through to Netflix
Gotta run, sorry dawg, I'm not interested
Hit me when I'm on tour, put you on the guest list
Ooh, y'all think I didn't see when you hated on everything I did when I was coming up
But later on, acting like you were down from the jump
What a fake as fuck way to just look for [?] to make a buck
Okay, guess it's funny how the world works
Like the way that I would holler at a girl first
But she never had the time of day until I got plays, now she wanna hit me up to work, sure
I put in the time, tryna better me
Second place to love, till I fell apart mentally
Knowing in my corner, she bordering and embarrassing
Hoping for a break, but the only thing to break is me
Now the labels wanna talk, I don't
Say you wanna manage on the team, I know
Wanna get a feature for your song, I go
Giant when I hit 'em with a fee, fi fo
I rarely text my friends back
They get that I'm cooking like I'm running a meth lab
The best tracks hit you kinda hard and these checks
Faded in half of the ones [?] will regret that
But homie, if you think that I won't do shit any day
And pretend we been cool for this long
Fuck that, you can stay like a hundred feet away
And get buried in a grave of missed calls

We don't ever talk like that (Nah), we don't ever talk like that (Nah nah nah nah)
So why you always on my back (Why?), why you always on my back (Nah nah nah nah)
Tryna get me for all I have (Ooh), thinking you'll get all like that (Nah nah nah nah)
(What?) I'ma have to call you back (Haha), I'ma have to call you back, nah
And it ain't no loving, we don't give a fuck when do you get off (Nah, nah)
We could come at you head on, come at you head on, knock your head off (Nah, nah)
And people love to talk our head off 'till we head off, we know
We know what you tryna do
So I'ma have to call you back