[Chorus]

Call no more

I won’t pick up the phone no more

You don’t gotta call no more

I’m done, for sure

Call no more

I won’t pick up the phone no more

You don’t gotta call no more

I’m done, for sure

[Verse 1]

Fuck burnin’ stuff

I say turn it up

My trigger finger bipolar, yea

Bird and dove

Ying and yang

You heard of stuff

You heard some bluffs

I had to turn that stunt

You did into a blunt

I smoked it

I freeze and decease all my opponents

You best believe, i agree, i croaked him

Got him under siege, he in grief, he folded

I am mean, got it down to a T, he need a totem

It seems to me that my sound is quality

It seems to be that i’ll be around instead of quantity

Got 100 songs unreleased on a flashdrive

I just press delete, it explodes like a landmine

I go raw and free, got no archive

I flow flawlessly like a car ride

‘Tell ‘em i’m on time

Yea

[Chorus]

Call no more

I won’t pick up the phone no more

You don’t gotta call no more

I’m done, for sure

[Verse 2]

My homies doin’ jumpin’ jacks on your squad

Push and situps, now they doin’ squats

Heard you was a name, now you a flop

Put you in a, put you in a obituary blog

My fame only goes super bigger

High game for all the men pickers

Fuck 12, but i ain’t no Jigga

My health seems to go in figures

Workin’ at the end of December

Just to spring back to be remembered

Fuck lyin’, i ain’t that type of dude

Bullets flyin’ and i got my own move

It’s called the Knyte dance

You pick up your gun in your right hand

Then you get in that fight stance

Lower the rent, call that a finance, yea

Workin’ like a dog every season

Brain and mind that’s the genius

Ego suites me for a reason

You shoot at my pride

I call that treason

Secrets lines are hidden

Ima redefine the Guinness

Ima mind my business

All the time on that grind

I’m into fitness

My mind evolves, yours stays in a loop

I grow with peers, y’all stay stuck and grouped

We almost here, we hop outta the coupe

He in fear, we pop out and shoot

He said we playin’ checkers, but i’m on her chest

I ain’t no homewrecker but i have to confess

I have so many records of her makin’ a mess

I had to sacrifice pawns to make her the best

Uh

And i wanted to rest

But i garnered enough to harness and to be haunted and blessed

Couple rap bitches in the game with no fame, no lie

Couple wack bitches that stay the same and blame our lives

Couple of seconds ago i was back and heatin’

I progressed through my best, i'm like a dragon breathin’

I’m poppin’ off like a pill cap

I know a couple of people that still wack

I know a couple of people that are real rats

LA, Compton, yea, like a teal hat

See a bitch, yea i wanna kill that

I don’t know if i’ll feel bad

My words are like knifes

While you're fightin’ for you life

Mothafucka, i’m ill mad

[Chorus]

I won’t pick up the phone no more

You don’t gotta call no more

I’m done, for sure