2017

(don’t, dont, don’t call

don’t worry, don’t call

don’t, don’t call)

don’t call

had to cut a loss

guaranteed a milly

ian ever gone fall issa

red blood beam

put it to his skull

if he speaking on me

leaving as a ghost

don’t call

i put it on my soul

she can’t take the pain

now she got blood all on the walls

and prolong

the feeling so long

meet me back in 2017

that’s how i love

that’s how i love

i’m sorry i ain’t home again

i got her crying on the phone

i’m alone again

she put a bounty on my head

for a golden ring

and now she asking

“why the fuck you so emotionless?”

so don’t call

ain’t picking up the phone

i’m used to being alone

and i made it on my own

and prolong

the feeling so long

meet me back in 2017 that’s how i love

that’s how i love

that’s how i love

yea