Facetime!

Oh, whoa, whoa, ooh, oh, oh Yeah, baby, when you call now, just hit me

with FaceTime I don't wanna fight now, I just wanna make

up for all the times we lost All them times we lost, all them times we

lost Used to sit up in my room now, in my room now

Thinkin' bout the days that used to chill out Used to break a bag in pocket for the

dinner Now I'm over here, I'm stuck in my dreams now

In my dreams now In my dreams now

My ma told me, meet the man My mother Charles now tells me, nigga, that's

a fact I can't tell that cold air got me stuck in

I don't even care, but I just wanna rap I don't even care, I wanna sit at the table