Call Back Lyrics

Why don't you call back, out here ridin' on one peg, you got me on my last leg, still a real stepper

I had to get it together, Her friends like period, always, condoning your shit

Yeah, they do this often, tryna get in your head, Yeah, I'm done, gotta move on

From this, yeah, I gotta move on

They don't get it, they ain't seen the shit I went through

Can't pick up where we left off, it's like that for a reason

They want us to fall back now, let's see where that shit get us

I went and picked a Ziploc, gotta stay on it

Don't fuck with fake niggas, can't stay homies, You faking your streams, that's payola

Fur coat be coyote, Ain't talkin' money, get dial toned

Been the shit boy, get a diaper on him, Target the money, got a sniper on it

Got niggas running drills like Dyson

Yeah, shit got me up, Pour some more, that ain't enough

In the club, two baddies bumpin' butts

I walked in clean like soap suds

It's entirely my fault, yeah, this one's all on me

Should've peeped the signs, should've seen the omens

Runnin' out of time, should've seized the moment

Keep playin' these games like one dance

I'm like, oh, baby, you leave your footprint in the sand

Visa, first class, that's what I'm sayin'

I'ma tell your ex and friends, fuck that, I'ma land