Track 2158/4You Don't Have to Call Me

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I'm doin' it really, really, really though Big dreams, I want big though Clubbin' all night, champagne poppin' Get it faded, 3-Bit and 4J Girls on my waistline Tell the DJ it's bass time I got these girls all over me They goin' down there for some taste time If it ain't pump, it ain't mine When the crowd get hyped up, I stage dive And people on my case like I'm okay But I see through all of them fake smiles You think I'm cocky, huh, ain't I? Why you grillin' on me day and night? Party hardy though, full moon 'Til the break of dawn, I mean daylight Dude, I'm killin' it, killin' it Smokin' 'em all like a cigarette, cigarette Roll by the money like the internet, the filament On the other side of the world 'cause I been in it Guess you don't know who I'm chillin' with But now you wanna hold me close You look stupid 'cause you brag a lot Like I'm top model with no portfolio Just hop on it, hop on it, hop on it Just hop on it, hop on it, hop on it Like a new knuckle, hop, hop, hop Say hop on it, hop on it, hop on it Hop on it, hop on it, hop on it You know how the story goes Been doin' this for years Went up and back down Then back up like a roller coaster And everyone on that ride Let's get it, get it, get it And if you weren't there Don't come closer, c-closer You don't have to call me You don't have to call me You don't have to call me You don't have to call me You don't have to call me You don't have to call me You don't have to call me (You don't have to call me) No, no, no, no, I ain't pick it up Go stupid like Pines in the club And my songs go hard though And they everywhere like Pines in the pub Girls wanna come a little close 'Cause they know that I'm runnin' with the flow Skip that P1, don't find my notes Don't you know that I don't cuddle with these hoes My business is my business and I get it I rhyme sicker than most MC's that got signed with These major labels with mind tricks, huh? I don't hang with fools Let me get it straight, I don't hang at all No ring a thang but a jangle and a thang with a bang She won't forget at all, uh Most these fools on a hitchhike They wanna lip write just to lip write But where were you in the struggle? Don't call me 'cause you heard I do big time Last time you called was a big time I mean long time ago You were always in the brush, gotta go, gotta go And you had a lot of money, now you got a lot of clothes It's time to stop, but you broke though No house, no car, just no gold Two grand in your hand on a four though Complain that the vineyard go slow mo' You lost it all, all, all, all, call up, call up, no Frodo Your friends don't hang with you no mo' Don't you know, don't you know that I'm Been doing this for years Went up and back down They back up like a roller coaster And everyone on that ride Let's get it, get it, get it And if you weren't there Don't come closer, closer You don't have to call me You don't have to call me You don't have to call me You don't have to call me You don't have to call me You don't have to call me You don't have to call me You don't have to call me