Don't Call My Phone

[Verse 1] Thought I was letting up, didn't cha'? Nobody checking for you, bro, nobody feeling ya I'm feeling like I'm chilling but I'm kinda killing ya So if I get to killing then I might really finish it Career in turmoil like a car in flames Speeding down the 110, seat belt jammed Cruise by in my whip, watch it all go down If she asks do I give a fuck, not me, no, ma'am You about to crash Right into the wall called your education Your last tape wasn't really cause for celebration You last place, thinking I'm about to let you speak up I'm half baked but I still cook a better plate With a hella feature from your girl That's way better than what you could ever give me, dawg I never need ya, don't act silly, dawg I barely see you, don't act silly, dawg I barely see you [Chorus] Don't call my phone no more I ain't picking up I ain't picking up I ain't picking up [Verse 2] I might make your baby mama my Valentine She give me love sweeter than Caroline She say she know that she like to borrow bars Talk about women when you ain’t in the car Let you tell it, she mad 'cause you had a falling out But you ain't nothing like what you talk about? Walk around like you the one they talk about It's true but what they say about you is that you trash I could take you out while I'm fully loaded But I better save this ammo for a better bogey West Side grammar so official, someone blow the whistle If I offend you, bro, I promise that I really meant to I put in work for the team, shout the true and gentle Stay crisp, stay clean, keep the Caddy simple White walls, trunk knocking the lady driver Take a hit of the sky Let it take me higher, let it take me higher Take a hit of the sky Let it take me higher I keep aiming higher [Chorus] So don't call my phone, no more I ain't picking up I ain't picking up I ain't picking up I ain't picking up