Phone Calls lyrics

Why you always gotta be like that, like that?

Trust issues, man, my bad, my back's

Got stab wounds in it, my bad my past's

Got snake one's in it, fucked by my last

I'm just tryna get where my family's at

If I die soon, no asthma attack

Breathe in, breathe out, in, breathe out

But I ain't gonna get it, 'less my ass is fat

Said producers that I used to chase

A lot of "Will you just listen to my tape?"

A lot of "I know that I don't got a name"

But a lot of "I know, I know I'm gonna break"

A lot of these dick-riders finna change

I don't even got one, now I'm getting brains

I don't even got one, now I'm getting ratings

Bitch, you just a little late, so–

Please step to the side

I got real ones waiting to ride for me

Waiting to ride for me

So you don't, get to the front of the line

I got real ones waiting from time for me

You ain’t ready to fight with me

Ride, ride, ride

You ain’t ready to ride with me

You ain’t ready to ride with me

Ride, ride, ride

You ain’t ready to ride with me

You ain’t ready to ride with me

Oh, Yessie

We loved you from your Brampton days

Love you for your driftwood ways

Moving like we knew this

But we read it off your Wiki page

Strangers waving flags these days

But I ain’t mad at the new love

I’m just mad at the old ones

Tryna bust a switch up

These producers that I used to chase

I used to hear that I’m too new for the game

A lot of these weak ones that I’ma replace

Brush me off, I’ma make that a mistake

A lot of these dick-riders finna change

I don’t even got one, now I’m getting brains

I don’t even got one, now I’m getting ratings

Bitch, you just a little late, so–

Please step to the side

I got real ones waiting to ride with me

Waiting to ride with me

So you don't, get to the front of the line

I got real ones waiting for time for me

You ain’t ready to fight with me

Ride, ride, ride

You ain’t ready to ride with me

You ain’t ready to ride with me

Ride, ride, ride

You ain’t ready to ride with me

You ain’t ready to ride with me

(Take a breath, bitch)

Please step to the side

I got real ones waiting to ride for me

Waiting to ride with me

So you don't, get to the front of the line

I got real ones waiting from time for me

You ain’t ready to fight with me, yuh

(In, breathe out, in, breathe out)

Please step to the side

I got real ones waiting to ride for me

(Bitch, you just a little late)

Waiting to ride for me

So you don't get to the front of the line

I got real ones waiting from time for me

You ain’t ready to fight with me

• Artist:Jessie Reyez
• Album:CD Single