CALL AYYA ft. ARYAN & ABS Lyrics

Call aaya mere bhai ke paas mein,

Liye haal chaal pucha, cook karega saath mein?

Bola mera bhai, mein fasa naukri waaste,

Ja raha sheher Mumbai, sar pe bojh hai bahut se.

Di badhaayi, phir pucha kitne mein bika tu bawle?

Bola, 20 plus 7, incentive alag se haath mein.

Maine lagaya hisaab, kitna bachega paas mein?

Ghar ka rent, khana-paani, daaru jo bhi hisaab se.

Sar pe rakha maine haath aur bola,

Jeeb mein 500 bhi na bachenge tere, to meri baat sun dhyan se.

Gujare kuch saal hai daftar mein,

Trying to hit daily target sirf bonus ke chakkar mein.

Jaise us bonus se ghar lunga 2 bungalow,

Ghar kya, guzara bhi na hua bonus se.

2 paise bach gaye to 2 daaru bottle ki,

Tension mitaane ki dawa thi, no worry.

2 mahine gujre to 2 gaali owner ko dekar,

Dupeher mein sheher ki bus pakdi.

Khud ki kala se dikhana tha karke,

2 mahine mein 2 album, ek mein tha feature bhi.

Gaane phate, ab 2 ghar with jacuzzi li,

Hai gaadi SUV, karma sang, Ft Bhi.

Mana bade hain khwab mere, ye bade hain khwab mere,

Mana bade hain khwab mere, par you know bade hain khwab mere.

le bhai se baat kar

Bade mere khwaab hain, choti teri soch ye

The baba pe 2 Nokia, ab dekh tu kamai

Hai ghar pe 16 iPhone, LLB dropout baap mera, puch kaise karun main padhai

Mere bhai, mera paisa hai time

Saara waqt ka ye khel, aur ye samay mere side, sun (hello?)

Kaise karte kamai? Beche gaand kalaakar, kitno se marai, sun

Industry hai jaala, yaha gashti tu

Lala na, sasti tu - daana daal

Bajti tu roz

Chakhle pe gaana ga

Studio ke kamron se aamdaani salaana,

Sajti tu roz

Rakhti andaaza na, pheko jo khaa jaana milte niwaala, tu asli hai gosht bhoore

(Hello? Bhai teri awaaz nai aari)

(Uh uh)

Sab post paid - roaming, ye walk nai

Baatein karu kam thoda down mera talk time

Mazaak karu kam thoda mic pe, sike

Samay Raina (rehna) mere saath, aur wo watch nahi

Samjha?

Samay rehna mere haathon pe, wo clock nai

Samay paisa, mere haathon pe hain bohot line

Gaane karte hain saath mein seedhi maut, nayaab se,

Phir jab phatenge, khwab bhi poore honge hisaab se.

Label maange muh-bole daam mein gaane jo draft mein,

Show pe honge hum stage pe, tera CEO saamne.

Sabse mehengi waali ticket, khada ghanton kataar mein,

Milne ki aisi talab, fan pit se kooda kya baat hai.

Mana bade hain khwab mere, yeh bade hain khwab mere,

Mana bade hain khwab mere, par you know bade hain khwab mere.

Aur ye mere khwab par hasne waalon ke liye

Mere paero ki chhoti ungli ke ye nakhun,

Ye jhatu yeh mere kya khwab pe hasenge?

Inki gand jali kyunki aukaat se pare.

Main inki gang mein hun famous, mere fans sab sage.

Main inke meal se nikalun,

Halka rapper na pache.

Mujhe vo bande na pasand,

Jo garje, barse na kabhi.

Sirf meethi-meethi boli bole, daste saap na sage.

Aur gyaan chhode jaise Brahma,

Right hand mein ghade.

Pleasure ki kami hai bandi ko,

Gali 4 vo bake.

Ye apne baap ko de gaali,

Khud ke baap ke sage na.

Bande fir bhi bole baatein,

Jo aukaat se badi.

Hai inki soch, inke khwab reach height se bade hum.

inki soch, inke khwab reach height se bade hum.

Samjha? inki soch, inke khwab reach height se bade hum.