YEEN GOTTA CALL Lyrics

Yeah

Y'all know what this is

It's one of them ones I would've did if I was alive at the time

Cus I was around you know what I'm saying

I was really around but, I was a little too young to be doing the shit that I'm doing

So I put it in a song

Listen bitch I

Wrote a Million and 1 songs

About that situation

Now I got a new situation

And we both know

That I been too patient

And we don't show

Shit we feel on a daily

Now

Shit been real awkward lately

Ion really do the talking stages

Cuz the rules shift, they alternating

I ain't buyin the shit that they offer lately

Yo I ain't even got a new bitch

I mean I got a few picks

In my sleeve, I got a few tricks

Say they want real this is me you could get

You Ain't don't gotta call

Told you I'm done

Ion wanna talk

Hoe I'm not the one

There's always

A new reason for sumn

If you don't know

A new season's begun

All my niggas popping we all stunt

Show me the mission I get it done

You ain't gotta call

Girl don't text

Ion wanna talk

Ion want sex

I just need

Truth and the peace

Pro tools and a beat

If I want it then I can

Ever since a little man

I ain't never give a damn

Damn I'm a different man now

Never was a fan of how this shit panned out

Know you probly get it from a different man

Now it's a different me

Now you can't get to me

I'm on a roll

Ain't nobody doing shit for me

They go to me for the diamonds like Tiffany

I put my story in a song make history

You don't get a second chance If you use one up

Never get it back when you lose my trust

I was down bad you ain't give no fucks

When I look back hella shit was sus

You know I wouldn't lie if I miss those times

Took hella time to forget those thighs

But in the same time I could put spit those lies

Hella fast b you know my past

So don't ever put it past me

You ain't gotta call

Girl don't text

Ion wanna talk

Ion want sex

I just need

Truth and the peace

Pro tools and a beat

I been inside

Ain't seen the sun

Think it's that time

I gotta get sum

You might win

You might win some

But you lost one

I don't need a call

I don't need a text

I don't need nothing from you

A fake checkup

Ask me how I'm doing and shit

If anybody asks you how you're doing now it's because they know you're doing better than them

Yeah, it's that simple

And we back up in this bitch like

All my niggas popping

We all stunt

Show me the mission

I get it done

You ain't gotta call

Girl don't text

Ion wanna talk

Ion want sex

I just need

Truth and the peace

Pro tools and a beat

I been inside

Ain't seen the sun

Think it's that time

I gotta get sum

You might win some

Bitch you lost one

One is the amount of times it takes to knock you off your track forever

One it the amount of times it take for me to realize I'm not fucking with you

You could get with it, or get lost

If you ain't know, you fucking with a boss

yeah

It's henry castro the mother fucking quiet storm checking in on you bitch ass niggas

Uhh

God can't save you in this bitch nigga