Call Back (feat. Mike Shabb)
MiQ The Burb Boy
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(Montreal) (Jamvvis killed this shit) (Let's go) I heard my city was sleepin' on me So I had to come through with alarms for the shit I know that they don't really talk about me And placements seem to cost an arm and a dick I don't know how much longer I can take 'Fore I take what I want From apartments and shit Here is the message I got for the youth Homie, life is a slut and then karma's a bitch So f*ck em aye, I don't really wanna hear none From nobody who ain't never did shit for the buzzin' uh I'm still down here at the bottom Hit the fuckin' follow button Boy I'm comin' wit the 'didas and I'm runnin' uh aye I think it's kinda funny, huh aye I'ma look back when they love me Little laugh, knowin' you was all late to the party yuh Burb boy comin' cross state side Track game all stars like it's late night Yeah it's Mike with the Q get the name right And I never been worried what the pay like I don't need to stunt for the clout in the club with the ace and the bub Shit I'm chasin' the bass probably next to the speaker Hopin' the DJ could keep up If not then I'm dippin', someone pull my jeep up yup, hey All facts, you could hear my first tape when I called that, right? I ain't ever change only had to rearrange And I put that on my muhfuckin' ballsack, right? Aye, fallback, when I used to be worried bout a callback Now its always moon on, whip with the cruise on I don't even hear em when they call back muhfucka backup Muhfucka back up Muhfucka back, aye Muhfucka back, aye Aye, aye Shabbo I bust at these niggas right back Say that's your shawty, your shawty got back Fendi and Gucci, that's all on my bag F*ck all that talk, I just want me some cash My niggas with me We the mob, this a wolf pack Big bag full of stain, that's a boof pack Don't walk with that bag, you might lose that Trap hot, we don't walk with no blue rags Bitches crazy, now these bitches need Jesus Ya'll wanna meet with the devil and reapers Spend all that cheese on that sauce, it's a pizza You still in your kitchen, out lookin' for cheese Bag it up, bag it up, bag it up uh My bitch wanna spend but I stack it up huh A lot of these niggas still actin' up huh These bitches bite me like dracula huh Shabbo I'm stackin' the chips They call me DeNiro McChips I walk in the trap like I'm Tip If there's somethin' suspicious then I'm dippin' Woah, watch how I'm flippin' the flow Watch how I'm dippin' in gold These niggas mad that's fosho Bitch
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