Risking It All (Brownsville) Lyrics

I keep calling your fucking phone

And you not picking up, you not answering

You not doing shit

Like I don't understand what the fuck I did to you

I didn't do shit to you my nigga

And I'm fucking tired

I'm not boutta keep calling you back to back

You know what Ty, like on some real shit

Fuck you, stupid ass nigga

Cause if you don't know what you got then you're fucking dumb

Like why you not letting me explain

You don't even know what the fuck happened

All i'm seeing is red

You really got my head screwed

Looking for that dude

You was in the bed laying next to

Message say delivered

I know you seeing me text you

You keep your phone on you

But now it's in the next room

It's been a couple hours

since the last time I left you

Oh, you with your nephew

That's your fucking excuse

I told you FaceTime me

Who the fuck you standing next to

Before I get grimy

You don't wanna see my next move

Moving all secretive

Hiding and deleting shit

It's somebody you sleeping with

You changed and I'm peeping it

Is it Amari

From Canarsie

Who be rapping

I know that something happened

And yo lying ass be capping

Every one of his posts

You the first to double tap it

Always doing the most

But say I'm being dramatic

I thought I hit the lotto

You turned me to a savage

I hate being embarrassed

It's about to get graphic

I hit my mans up

Asked him if he know son

He said not really

But we did a couple shows once

Rolled blunts that's it but I ain't see him in forever

But tell me what's the word Ty

You know I'm with whatever

Is it beef

Yeah it's beef

He had my shawty in the sheets

I ain't going like no sucka

Ima show him who I be

Bro said he be on Flatlands

I'm looking out for that man

I'm bout to put this metal through his body like a cat skin

He the bane of my existence like Batman

He gon' make me smack him senseless with the backhand

Kidnap him you'll find his fingers in the trash can

This nigga ass like a lap dance

Better hope this mac jam

I'm bout to turn Flatlands to Afghan

Speed off in a ghost like I'm Pacman

Caught this nigga lacking

And left him laying dead by the cab stand

And jetted back home like nothing happened word

Can't believe you got me

All up in my feelings

I was well on my way

To makingmillions

How I'm going to war with civilians

Risking it all because of sexual healing

Can't believe you got me

All up in my feelings

I was well on my way

To makingmillions

How I'm going to war with civilians

Risking it all because of sexual healing

Like if you don't pick up this phone

Ima straight violate the fuck out of you

And I'm not playing

Know what

No I'm not gonna do this cuz I miss you

And I'm sorry for coming crazy but Ty

I was not with that nigga, I swear to God

I don't want nobody else but you

Like why can't you not understand that

Like people see you

And they be jealous

And people see me and they be jealous

Like I just wanna be against the world with you

Okay?

Alright babe

No I'm dead ass though like

I'm really tired of crying like I wanna be with you

I was not with that man so like what the fuck

Pick up the phone,and call me back right now