[Chorus: klovyn]

Ring me up

All in my ears but I cannot hear

What you talkin’ ‘bout

Ring me up

Sounding like static but stay diplomatic

I had enough

[Verse 1: klovyn]

Cruel horizon yearning

Fool the fools

The skyline’s burning

None to disbelieve with bandits who fuel up the grief blanket

In hopes of channeling a gambit

I chased the chance but can’t get past it

What’s the vantage of my stance?

An advantage tattered with regrets

Remind what mattered to me best

Nothing could counter all this stress

Rang up my pocket

Time to answеr

“Where’s your manners man?”

But fuck it Imma hang up man

[Chorus: klovyn]

Ring mе up

All in my ears but I cannot hear

What you talkin’ ‘bout

Ring me up

Sounding like static but stay diplomatic

I had enough

[Verse 2: bandanabloom]

Ring me up

I been this hungry since I was just teething on sippy cups

Think we are made of different stuff

Switchin’ the lane in the bentley truck

No one do it like I

But if you talkin’ down have your chin feel the tip of this stick in the blink of one

Having you packing your shit to run

Quick as the click of the cymbal drum

Feel like Samuel Jack how you stammerin’

Might need some bandages handy

Pray you don’t run out of stamina

See what the damage is soon if you can’t understand me

[Pre-Chorus: klovyn]

You won’t ever see me in the sidelines

I been doing too much shit

I’m turning up this timeline

You’re the type to talk me down and tell me that I lie like

I’m the one who’s misguided and headed towards a downside

We’ll find

[Chorus: klovyn]

Ring me up

All in my ears but I cannot hear

What you talkin’ ‘bout

Ring me up

Sounding like static but stay diplomatic

I had enough

[Outro: klovyn & bandanabloom]

Wake up, wake up

In the morning

Couldn’t see shit that was forewarning

Currency shifted me to storming

Stab a stake into the noises

Now we go

Plummeting from highs

I got entrusting something dumb

I send you off like blasting rockets when I see the trouble come again

Sunrise, dusk, and to the dawn

One try, no luck, and we just won

Imma half listen

In fact one minute

Sorry but I’m making too much stuff now

Over, under, inward at a thousand miles per hour now

Leave the beat for dead

The halo lookin’ like a flower crown