Phone calls

Why you always gotta be like that, like that?
Trust issues, man, my bad, my back’s
Got stab wounds in it, my bad my past’s
Got snake one’s in it, fucked by my last
I’m just tryna get where my family’s at
If I die soon, no asthma attack
Breathe in, breathe out, in, breathe out
But I ain’t gonna get it, ‘less my ass is fat
Said producers that I used to chase
A lot of: Will you just listen to my tape?
A lot of: I know that I don’t got a name
But a lot of: I know, I know I’m gonna break

A lot of these dick-riders finna change
I don’t even got one, now I’m getting brains
I don’t even got one, now I’m getting ratings
Bitch, you just a little late, so–

Please step to the side
I got real ones waiting to ride for me
Waiting to ride for me
So you don’t, get to the front of the line
I got real ones waiting from time for me
You ain’t ready to fight with me

Ride, ride, ride
You ain’t ready to ride with me
You ain’t ready to ride with me
Ride, ride, ride
You ain’t ready to ride with me
You ain’t ready to ride with me

Oh, yessie
We loved you from your brampton days
Love you for your driftwood ways
Moving like we knew this
But we read it off your wiki page
Strangers waving flags these days
But I ain’t mad at the new love
I’m just mad at the old ones
Tryna bust a switch up
These producers that I used to chase
I used to hear that I’m too new for the game
A lot of these weak ones that I’ma replace
Brush me off, I’ma make that a mistake

A lot of these dick-riders finna change
I don’t even got one, now I’m getting brains
I don’t even got one, now I’m getting ratings
Bitch, you just a little late, so–

Please step to the side
I got real ones waiting to ride with me
Waiting to ride with me
So you don’t, get to the front of the line
I got real ones waiting for time for me
You ain’t ready to fight with me

Ride, ride, ride
You ain’t ready to ride with me
You ain’t ready to ride with me
Ride, ride, ride
You ain’t ready to ride with me
You ain’t ready to ride with me
(Take a breath, bitch)

Please step to the side
I got real ones waiting to ride for me
Waiting to ride for me
So you don’t, get to the front of the line
I got real ones waiting from time for me
You ain’t ready to fight with me, yuh

(In, breathe out, in, breathe out)
Please step to the side
I got real ones waiting to ride for me
(Bitch, you just a little late)
Waiting to ride for me
So you don’t get to the front of the line
I got real ones waiting from time for me
You ain’t ready to fight with me