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Aye, yuh, yuh I just called you on your- Yeah, I just called you on your cellphone I just called you on your cellphone, aye Yuh, aye I just called up on your cellphone, aye I just checked up on your location, then I saw you wasn't home, aye Now I'm runnin' out of breath just to make it home, aye Now I'm runnin' out of breath just to- I'm steady callin' to your cellphone askin', "Where you at?" Aye Girl, you know I hate it when you leave, bring it back Pray, I hope you bring your cellphone, keep and play it fair, aye Girl, you know I hate it when you leave, bring it back Aye, okay, see, my life just an illusion What we doin'? What's the motive? I just spent too many goddamn bands in my pants Can't control me, now you know me Girl, I'm going somewhere that you never knowin', hold it slowly, aye, damn I'm the man in my city, baby girl, yeah, you know me Went from 30-people shows out the nationwide tourin' Been like all around the globe, all these hoes say they adore me But I had to bring it back, where's it at? Yeah, it's that Yeah, I probably had to relapse off the flat It was that, now I'm off it like no other Motherfuck them if they hatin' on my squad Damn, they broke, we flexin' hundreds I just pulled up in that ghost, with the most On that fuck shit, what's up, shit? I'm all up in the function, what's up, shit? Now you hit my line as if you mine, bitch, I'ma dead ya shit Never could I love you like no other, never love a bitch Never could I love you like no other, never love a bitch I just called up on your cellphone, aye I just checked up on your location, then I saw you wasn't home, aye Now I'm runnin' out of breath just to make it home, aye Now I'm runnin' out of breath just to- I'm steady callin' to your cellphone askin', "Where you at?" Aye Girl, you know I hate it when you leave, bring it back Pray, I hope you bring your cellphone, keep and play it fair, aye Girl, you know I hate it when you leave, bring it back Aye, girl, you know I hate it when you leave, bring it back I ain't rich, but I'm workin' on it, tryna get to that Heard you want an athlete with a mansion, guess I'm wack Shit, I'm sorry, I can't dribble, catch a ball, or swing a bat Girl, I thought you was my baby, now I'm callin', where you at? Haven't ate a thing lately, girl, I'm starvin', where you at? Now you got me goin' crazy, I keep callin', where you at? Stupid bitch, when I find you, I'm gon' up you with this gat Matter fact, fuck it, I don't give a fuck anyway I see that you're livin' happy, so I'm happy that you're straight To be honest, bitch, I get it, you ain't love me anyway Now I'm back at square one, my daddy told me, "Play it safe" Bitch, you fake, now we barely even talk You put my feelings in a vault, I'm comin' clean, baby girl Just bein' honest, truthfully, I really tried my best But you just packed your shit and left Damn, why the fuck you break a pinky promise? Should've done me right, you know where we could be at But you did it to yourself and walked me over like a mat Since you ain't been in the picture, shit, my pockets gettin' fat So when you're doin' down bad, I swear that I ain't lookin' back And that's a fact, aye I just called up on your cellphone, aye I just checked up on your location, then I saw you wasn't home, aye Now I'm runnin' out of breath just to make it home, aye Now I'm runnin' out of breath just to- I'm steady callin' to your cellphone askin', "Where you at?" Aye Girl, you know I hate it when you leave, bring it back Pray, I hope you bring your cellphone, keep and play it fair, aye Girl, you know I hate it when you leave, bring it back
Writer(s): Cian Patterson, Isaiah Rivera Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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