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wya? (prod. Cian P)
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Ay, yuh, yuh
I just called you on your -
Yeah, I just called you on your cellphone
I just called you on your cellphone, ay
Yuh, ay
I just called up on your cellphone, ay
I just checked up on your location, then I saw you wasn't home, ay
Now I'm runnin' out of breath just to make it home, ay
Now I'm runnin' out of breath just to -
I'm steady callin' to your cellphone askin', "Where you at?" Ay
Girl, you know I hate it when you leave, bring it back
Pray, I hope you bring your cellphone, keep and play it fair, ay
Girl, you know I hate it when you leave, bring it back
Ay, okay, see, my life just an illusion
What we doin'? What's the motive?
I just spent too many goddamn bands in my pants
Can't control me, now you know me
Girl, I'm goin' somewhere that you never knowin', hold it slowly, ay, damn
I'm the man in my city, baby girl, yeah, you know me
Went from 30-people shows out the nationwide tourin'
Been like all around the globe, all these hoes say they adore me
But I had to bring it back, where's it at? Yeah, it's that
Yeah, I probably had to relapse off the flat
It was that, now I'm off it like no other
Motherfuck them if they hatin' on my squad
Damn, they broke, we flexin' hundreds
I just pulled up in that ghost, with the most
On that fuck shit, what's up, shit?
I'm all up in the function, what's up, shit?
Now you hit my line as if you mine, bitch, I'ma dead ya shit
Never could I love you like no other, never love a bitch
Never could I love you like no other, never love a bitch
I just called up on your cellphone, ay
I just checked up on your location, then I saw you wasn't home, ay
Now I'm runnin' out of breath just to make it home, ay
Now I'm runnin' out of breath just to -
I'm steady callin' to your cellphone askin', "Where you at?" Ay
Girl, you know I hate it when you leave, bring it back
Pray, I hope you bring your cellphone, keep and play it fair, ay
Girl, you know I hate it when you leave, bring it back