dontcallmemine

It's 3am, you callin' my phone, cryin' to me

No empathy, I'm empty, cause I been cryin out my soul lately

Used to have times when I'd call you baby, begged it for the daily

Louis V shades on my eyes, so you can't see through the pain,

3.5 in a loose leaf, I'm getting high for the day

Procrastinating on my goals, I been fucked up, I been late

Metal jackets in the AR everybody K

20 thousand dollar shopping sprees, I'm playing Duwap Kaine

Plastic bitch like Kim K, I fucked her in the back of the Range

Sharp shooter, no baby shit, everything is in my range

I'm just tryna get paid, man, fuck all that fame