Telephone Calls

Telephone calls, bitch I don't wanna pick up Why are you dialing me? You'll be lucky to get a reply from me Hating on us, all that do is inspire me Making these hits, bitch why did you lie to me Ditching the bitches like you that hit up my phone Acting like I ain't seen you fully exposed If you gonna blow, do more than my phone Telephone calls, bitch I don't wanna pick up Can't you take a clue? Why you looking at me like I'm a half of you When we don't even know what the fuck we can really still do? I don't even fucking know what I can do with you But you're still the only bitch I knew that I would chop and screw Keep you on the backside, even though you on his side Had my first kiss with you, keep it on dis side, dis side, ooh, yeah Call you on Facetime, he's about to make me face time How he take my dime, he's lucky half a five Imma pull just to start a fight Beat a homie down and leave him in the streets Just so I can post it and keep it in your feed Hear you screaming at me, acting like I am a beast I did it for the song so you can keep it on repeat. bitch Telephone calls, bitch I don't wanna pick up Why are you dialing me? You'll be lucky to get a reply from me Hating on us, all that do is inspire me Making these hits, bitch why did you lie to me Ditching the bitches like you that hit up my phone Acting like I ain't seen you fully exposed If you gonna blow, do more than my phone Telephone calls, bitch I ain't gonna pick up What should I do? Deny when you cry, want you out of my mind You cannot have my time because I need to grind, fuck You bitch, I ain't a tool bitch Playing games, Mario, I ain't a Boo bitch Bet your friends hating when the song drops, it's a new lit Still dropping cause you know that I don't give a shit Fuck your man up, going one on one, I ain't talking bout no guns Girl, I know you was the one, yet my game still ain't won Why you do this to me? Why can't I have any fun? Call me on the phone, told me we should break up Then doing it again, cause only once just ain't enough Fuck my life up now I'm getting iced up Fuck a bitch, kill a snitch, and I still ain't fucking won, nah Feeling the darkness, I feel like I'm trapped Playing your games so there's no coming back Why should I pick up the phone when we not even in the same zone? I'm so alone Tell me what the fuck you're trying to do and explain to me what the fuck do you mean I don't even know where the fuck I be When I'm with you I don't even feel free Hating on my life, slowly killing myself Pills kicking in, wonder if I'll rot in hell Heard that I could and I've been told that I should World make me feel like I won't hit adulthood I really wanted to have my kids with this bitch Kept my flame lit, I spit these flames for this bitch Now that dream broke so I'm rapping this shit Now I wanna pull up on myself with the stick Should've just picked up the phone Could've solved it all before it hit explode I don't believe it, our true love defeated, I really feel like the world just cheated Maybe it wasn't that true, who the fuck knew cause it ain't me or you Fuck it all, now we fall, this all came from our telephone calls, yuh