Callin' Em' Out

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Don't call my phone if you know you don't need me
i make this shit look easy
Home cant be a place cause home is my people
Go to a party get lit
If I'm number one then I need me a sequel
Ung nigga finally get rich
Why niggas trippin' we'll never be equal
Nobody better than this
I got my stripes I got them legal
Can't beg nobody don't need them
I got my rights this is my arena
She telling me her name is Tina
I can't get blood on my hands bitch I bet
If I hang wit a ho I don't wanna connect
Superman landing I jump off a jet
The tape is too red got blood in yo' nest

When a beat is too hot nigga f*ck that collabo
These racks calling on me from Kilimanjaro
I'm best in the hood finally slide out the ghetto
I went to the studio to make sum dinero

I'm thanking myself all this shit i can handle it
Yung nigga turning' I swim for a water jet
Picture me fuckin yo' ho like the quarter back
My bank account way too fresh than a golden sack

I ain't got time for a nigga and yo' crap
They know my vision is black like Kodak
Yo' boy threw a party but damn where the ho's at
We got a men's conference
My green boy? oh snap!

Robbin the bank tell the ho check the coast
You could never catch me I move like a ghost
If I said it, it stands what I say goes
I got mo fye I cook them like toast

Don't call my phone if you know you don't need me
I make this shit look easy
Home cant be a place cause home is my people
Ho to a party get lit
If I'm number one then I need me a sequel
Yung nigga finally get rich
Why niggas trippin we'll never be equal
Nobody better than this
I got my stripes I got them legal
Can't beg nobody don't need them
I got my rights this is my arena
She telling me her name is Tina
I cant get blood on my hands bitch I bet
If I hang wit a ho I don't wanna connect
Superman landing I jump off a jet
The tape is too red got blood in yo nest

All ah these niggas be thinkin they better but nobody better than four
Pick up your phone lets go
I put yo ho on hold
She tryna f*ck cause she wanna flex she tryna be party Beyoncé
You don't got to be rich to be rich I been beating this Shit boy you just like a cold flame
I been too humble on niggas but one day I'm finally come up bitch I spit on it
You been dissing on me thinkin I didn't notice don't got time to answer I'm on game

I be done wiping the game wit a nigga they give me my throne and I sit on it
If we in the same room boy you better run when I'm on the mic you gone go insane
When I walk in the building they give me a bag and a mic cause they know that I'm big On it
These niggas tryna break my grinding you ain't gone do shit cause I'm still on it

Don't call my phone if you know you don't need me
I make this shit look easy
Home cant be a place cause home is my people
Go to a party get lit
If I'm number one then I need me a sequel
Yung nigga finally get rich
Why niggas trippin we'll never be equal
Nobody better than this
I got my stripes I got them legal
Can't beg nobody don't need them
I got my rights this is my arena
She telling' me her name is Tina
I cant get blood on my hands bitch I bet
If I hang wit a ho I don't wanna connect
Superman landing I jump off a jet
The tape is too red got blood in yo nest

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