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Don't Call Video (MV)




Performed By: Duffy
Language: English
Length: 2:49
Written by: Jayden Boone




Duffy - Don't Call Lyrics




Don't call me back babe you're driving me crazy
Popped out to my city you ain't even know I made it
Why you trying to ghost a nigga why you getting lazy
You're the one who talking about marriage and some babies

Tried to move on since I peeped what you on(what the f*ck)
You f*cked them other niggas why you acting like she mine
Called me up at a work a nigga blowing out your spine
When I got a good woman shawty started crying
How the f*ck you love her already boy you lying

I ain't lying we don't f*ck with her kind
Gave a f*ck about protection I don't play about mine
Don't talk about our life if you ain't putting up the time
Don't ask me about a Teflar purse nor a dime

Mind games, gaslighting, shawty so grimy
Crying when she mess up had me feeling so slimey(slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt)
So Slimey(slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt)
So Slimey(Aye, hey)

Alexa I could die trying to turn you up(Turn you up)
Spinning through the block your nigga's ho's trying to get you touched(Trying to get you touched)
But I kept loving on you
Cause I ain't give a f*ck(Ain't give a f*ck)
We was locked in, only thing I need is trust(I need trust)

Now I'm blocked up through the streets and we ain't speak in months
I owned the streets and then I gave a bitch the key (I gave that bitch the key)
Needed a woman I can't love on no treesh( Can't love on no treesh)
Had to pray to God, had me talking to the priest

I can't play these games no more she got me hanging up the cleats(hanging up the cleats)
And I don't know who to believe, you ever sit back and peep somebody two-faced with the same face
I need distance socially I ain't testing on blind fate, I just got to keep faith and keep God close pray

Dear lord, thank you for this day, thank for another day of life
Thank you for waking me up this morning, you know
Getting these f*ck niggas, getting these ho's out my life man f*ck them niggas, f*ck em' (amen)

This nigga that I used to call my brother tried to turn on me
Pool full of blood from the tub should've dawned on em'
Steady trying to f*ck your bro's girl so turned on us
Treading on that water, thin ice has been broken up
Lying to my face about a bitch he said she throating up(She ain't throating up)

I know he lying she would never f*ck a bubble gut
But I still asked her cause you never know who f*cking up
Some of these ho's just can't wait to f*ck another nigga
Some of these lil niggas just can't wait to pull a trigger

This generation getting crazier just by the minute
Remember I told Nysson you can't trust these niggas trust the vision
He know Tyson man I ain't even know he knew that nigga
Man I'm just rapping and I'm making songs to get bigger
Man I'm just rapping and I'm mixing songs to get litter
Small world I ain't seen them people in a minute
Niggas hating, that's how I know I'm gon' be the greatest
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Don't call me back babe you're driving me crazy
Popped out to my city you ain't even know I made it
Why you trying to ghost a nigga why you getting lazy
You're the one who talking about marriage and some babies

Tried to move on since I peeped what you on(what the f*ck)
You f*cked them other niggas why you acting like she mine
Called me up at a work a nigga blowing out your spine
When I got a good woman shawty started crying
How the f*ck you love her already boy you lying

I ain't lying we don't f*ck with her kind
Gave a f*ck about protection I don't play about mine
Don't talk about our life if you ain't putting up the time
Don't ask me about a Teflar purse nor a dime

Mind games, gaslighting, shawty so grimy
Crying when she mess up had me feeling so slimey(slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt)
So Slimey(slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt)
So Slimey(Aye, hey)

Alexa I could die trying to turn you up(Turn you up)
Spinning through the block your nigga's ho's trying to get you touched(Trying to get you touched)
But I kept loving on you
Cause I ain't give a f*ck(Ain't give a f*ck)
We was locked in, only thing I need is trust(I need trust)

Now I'm blocked up through the streets and we ain't speak in months
I owned the streets and then I gave a bitch the key (I gave that bitch the key)
Needed a woman I can't love on no treesh( Can't love on no treesh)
Had to pray to God, had me talking to the priest

I can't play these games no more she got me hanging up the cleats(hanging up the cleats)
And I don't know who to believe, you ever sit back and peep somebody two-faced with the same face
I need distance socially I ain't testing on blind fate, I just got to keep faith and keep God close pray

Dear lord, thank you for this day, thank for another day of life
Thank you for waking me up this morning, you know
Getting these f*ck niggas, getting these ho's out my life man f*ck them niggas, f*ck em' (amen)

This nigga that I used to call my brother tried to turn on me
Pool full of blood from the tub should've dawned on em'
Steady trying to f*ck your bro's girl so turned on us
Treading on that water, thin ice has been broken up
Lying to my face about a bitch he said she throating up(She ain't throating up)

I know he lying she would never f*ck a bubble gut
But I still asked her cause you never know who f*cking up
Some of these ho's just can't wait to f*ck another nigga
Some of these lil niggas just can't wait to pull a trigger

This generation getting crazier just by the minute
Remember I told Nysson you can't trust these niggas trust the vision
He know Tyson man I ain't even know he knew that nigga
Man I'm just rapping and I'm making songs to get bigger
Man I'm just rapping and I'm mixing songs to get litter
Small world I ain't seen them people in a minute
Niggas hating, that's how I know I'm gon' be the greatest
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Writer: Jayden Boone
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