K-Rino - Everytime lyrics

Everytime they call ya, they want something
They hit ya ‘til your cash is flat
Nothing left to add to that

I’ma be real with it
I don’t see how you still kick it
They don’t see you as a friend
They see you as a meal ticket
When they call
You already know they ‘bout to go live
They either need some money
A place to stay or a ride
Soon as you answer the phone
They ready to mash ya
Especially when they start with "Man
I sure hate to ask ya"
And then they start beggin’ hard as hell
You said you didn’t wanna ask, fool
I can’t tell you straight roachin’, man
Don’t act like you wasn’t
You ain’t said how ya been


How your mama doin’ or nothing
You just went in
Dropping that sad story in fact
All that's missin’ is a violin
Playin’ in the back what’s real crazy
You ain’t heard from this cat in so long
That you ain’t recognize the number when
It came on your phone you took a chance
Now you’re dealing with something
You didn’t plan
And now you’re mad at yourself, saying
"I knew I shouldn’t'a answered ‘cause

Everytime they call ya, they want something
They bleed ya ‘til your cash is flat
Nothing else to add to that

Everytime they call ya, they want something
They bleed ya ‘til your cash is flat
Ain’t nothing else to add to that

Whenever they hit you now, you duckin’
They leave a message sayin’, "Boy
You should a hard man to get in touch with"
Yeah you right, I can’t rock with you, brotha
‘cause I ain’t takin’ care of you, homie
I’m not your mother
They’ll pop up at your crib
Yeah they just that raw
Got you hiding in your house
Like you duckin’ the law
They’ll ask you for anything you
Got under the sun
Talkin’ ‘bout "Let me use your car
I need to make a few runs"
Boy, I almost told you something, man
This ain’t no bluff
People with nothing have no problems
Tearing up yo stuff
And when you ask about your money
And them giving it back
They be like, "That was months ago
You still trippin’ on that?"
Don’t let ‘em come up
They get so fly that it ain’t even funny
"Man, you blowin’ up my phone
Over that punk ass money?"
See you was cryin’ when you borrowed it
I’m tellin’ your secret
You sure right, since it’s
Like that, you’re good, you can keep it
It’s like

Everytime they call ya, they want something
They bleed ya ‘til your cash is flat
Nothing else to add to that

Everytime they call ya, they want something
They bleed ya ‘til your cash is flat
Ain’t nothing else to add to that

Stop lettin’ ‘em put your bank
Account to regular use
I hate when people use their
Children as a begging excuse
"I gotta get junior some school
Clothes and don’t know how"
You got two hundred dollar tennis
Shoes on right now
It’s like they know that they a
Roach and they just tryna provoke
You ain’t heard from ‘em since the
Last time they was broke
He asked for some gas money
Yeah I showed him some love
But it wasn’t to go to work
He tryna go to the club
It’s a bum at the corner
Store that’s always after me
I paid him so much it’s like
I got him on salary
Any users that I ever knew I left them dudes
You owe me
Why you asking me to help you move?
You got the messy kind
Let me know if this type fit 'em
They start beefin' and expect you
To come fight with 'em no sir, no ma'am
You hopin' they leave you alone
And when you block 'em
They just call you from a
Whole other phone because

Everytime they call ya, they want something
They bleed ya ‘til your cash is flat
Nothing else to add to that

Everytime they call ya, they want something
They bleed ya ‘til your cash is flat
Ain’t nothing else to add to that