[ Featuring J. Young ]
Don't call my phone, don't call my phone
I got a lot of f*cking hoes, just leave me alone
Got 21 bitches and they all just want a piece of me
Got 21 hoes want the evil me
Never catch me in the act, I'll never leave a witness
Never catch me cheating, I'ma only trust my mistress
Hand me a blunt, I ain't lie, I'ma hit this
If you ever wanna leave, I'ma miss this
You gave me your love and that's all I ever want
You light up my world like the cherry of my blunt
That's the type of love that I'ma never feel again
I'm sorry if I hurt you, I just wanna be your man
Nah, I don't wanna part ways, way too many dark days
Can't you hear it now? This my 808s and heartbreak
Did it on my own, just to show you that I could
I really wanna leave, but that doesn't mean I would, nah
I should've let you win
I should've kept you close
I should've held your hand
I should've helped you cope
I should've let you win them fights I provoke
I should've let you down
I should've let you soak
I should've gave more gifts
I should've left more notes
I should've gave more time
I should've left you alone
I should've paid more mind
I should've- that's that shit you say to me until I let you go
Bitch, nigga, I don't trust these hoes
Still, I'm screaming, f*ck these hoes
Nigga, I don't trust these hoes
Still, I'm screaming, f*ck these hoes
That's until the day I'm in the coffin
Till the day I spill my guts
Till the day I give a f*ck
Till the day I let a slut treat me like a option
Till the day that hell freezes and my heart softens
Ayy, ayy, nigga, I don't trust these hoes
Still, I'm screaming, f*ck these hoes
Nigga, I don't trust these hoes
Still, I'm screaming, f*ck these hoes
Love is in the trap that I'm falling to not a game
Homicidal insidious a volatile full of pain
While you was getting f*cked
Having fun and without no shame
I was all alone
Not once you call my phone I ain't forget that shit
