From My Phone Lyrics

I asked her what's wrong

Thought you love me, but you love your phone

If I started over, would I be wrong

I can see the fake, pockets out of shape

Keep them baddies out my face

Only one can come in the first place

This ain't a high point, this a k

Smoke tree and progress every day

See they hating on me,, but I'm okay

Today's a good day, my smoke a O

Some days I wish I didn't have a phone

So if you call my phone might not be on

She say she fucked me, that was my clone

They say, Jimmy, how you do it on your own?

What is wrong

I done made me a million from my phone