Facetime!

[Chorus] Yeah I started making music and I lost track of time I was making all these bangers in the lab every night Then my phone started ringing and you was on FaceTime And the way that you was talking, Yeah it wasn't very nice [Verse] But I wasn't in the wrong and I know that is a fact Niggas do anything for pussy so they lie behind your back Niggas plottin' on your grave, don't know when they gon' attack But I'ma do me, I'ma count up all my stacks Don't give a fuck about you niggas I'ma go and get the bag Acting like we fucking friends, you ain't getting no damn cash Bitches breaking niggas hearts like they is some fucking glass Gotta smoke away the pain, yeah I gotta smoke some Thrax Yeah I'm chillin' at the crib, yeah I'm just tryna relax Yeah you spreading all these rumors, but you do not go no facts All this shit up on my shoulders got a nigga feeling taxed All this shit up on my shoulders got a nigga feeling taxed [Bridge] You got a nigga feeling taxed, yeah Got a nigga feeling taxed, yeah Niggas lie behind your back And niggas lie behind your back [Chorus] Yeah I started making music and I lost track of time I was making all these bangers in the lab every night Then my phone started ringing and you was on FaceTime And the way that you was talking, Yeah it wasn't very nice Yeah I started making music and I lost track of time I was making all these bangers in the lab every night Then my phone started ringing and you was on FaceTime And the way that you was talking, Yeah it wasn't very nice Yeah I started making music and I lost track of time I was making all these bangers in the lab every night Then my phone started ringing and you was on FaceTime And the way that you was talking, Yeah it wasn't very nice Yeah I started making music and I lost track of time I was making all these bangers in the lab every night Then my phone started ringing and you was on FaceTime And the way that you was talking, Yeah it wasn't very nice