Missed Calls

Slump6s

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(Ayy, Nine9 really kickin' shit, ya heard?)
(Nine9 made it)

Bands, only what I'm talking 'bout
Fuck her friend, I don't wanna talk it out
In my phone, she be steady wilding out
I ain't tryna hear that shit
In my bag, tryna get rich
I ain't talking Roddy
She said I'ma break her heart
Told that girl: Probably

Too many mistakes, too many missed calls
I-I'm finna go ghost, I'm finna miss y'all
I don't wanna hear you cry when I'm ready for liftoff
I've been getting really high, I ain't tryna get pissed off by you

Told you when you left: Call me when you're home
I picked up the phone just to make sure everything's alright
I know we not together, but I'm still finna treat you like mine
You in my heart forever and you still finna run through my mind
What can I do to make you believe?
I want you here, I don't want you to leave, no
You and me like a fantasy
And you run through my head, no, I can't get you out, girl
Damn, I can't even pretend
I just stick to the plan
Why these niggas looking for handouts?
I can't stand, wanna know who I am?
And they trying so hard to get my attention, to stand out

Bands, only what I'm talking 'bout
Fuck her friend, I don't wanna talk it out
In my phone, she be steady wilding out
I ain't tryna hear that shit
In my bag, tryna get rich
I ain't talking Roddy
She said I'ma break her heart
Told that girl: Probably

Too many mistakes, too many missed calls
I-I'm finna go ghost, I'm finna miss y'all
I don't wanna hear you cry when I'm ready for liftoff
I've been getting really high, I ain't tryna get pissed off by you

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