Hotline

Who I call when, I need a hotline Niggas got some, I ain't got mine If you'd call me, I'd be on time I can't see straight, looking cross-eyed Who I call when, I need a hotline Niggas got some, I ain't got mine Left me on hook, left me all blind But it's all good, gonna be alright Keep on playing games You said meet me halfway But the traffic moving up, you ain't give a fuck Now I'm stuck in last place I been running got my feet wet cause it rained all down the boulevard Can't see can't sleep yet cause these bags under eyes Goyard Paper got a tint, Imma need a minute Phone dry ain't calling out Tell me you down and next week not What fuck these niggas talking bout Got four wheels but I'm still running Two phones talking both of em I ain't selling dope I just hope a nigga would just hit me up like I owe something I ain't even that worried I ain't even that blue Cupid might've missed us Shit, I be missing you too Thought you were the only one Now my thoughts askew Favorite shade of turquoise My favorite shade is you But is that really what it is I don't mean to politic Caught a bad case of lovebugs Girl you got me feeling sick Heart slammed like Kurt I guess it ain't work Left me on the brink What else do I think Left me feeling hurt Feather weight dirt Tell me how that feel Who I call when, I need a hotline Niggas got some, I ain't got mine If you'd call me, I'd be on time I can't see straight, looking cross-eyed Who I call when, I need a hotline Niggas got some, I ain't got mine Left me on hook, left me all blind But it's all good, gonna be alright