Tae Retro - Call Me Anything lyrics
[Tae Retro - Call Me Anything lyrics]
What? Tommy been up ahem
Tae, heh, Retro
I wrote this verse around 3 AM
Put the clamps on, tryna cross
Ain't no breakin' him
Niggas out here actin' like demons
Ain't no saving them
I ain't really tryna hear the deal
Unless it's worth a M
Hopped in the game, I'm unfair
They tried to patch the kid
Bum nigga said he had gas
He was matchin' cigs
You ain't gotta lie to your fans
About the life you live
Every week a new story 'bout
The things you did
I been hurt so many times
I can't feel no pain
When you been broke like I've been
You don't feel no shame
Got the crowd high off my raps
This a different strain
Kaviar somewhere blowin' woods
Like a hurricane
Ayy, blowin' woods like a hurricane hold on
What, ayy you can call me anything, ayy
Ayy
You can call me anything, slept on
That's an understatement
Got the bag then blew it all
You not used to saving
Grab my shoes, tie them hoes tight
And get to bag chasing
Money been on my mind, yeah, I'm bag craving
Can you turn my mic up real quick
I got somethin' to say
Thought I came with a doctors note
I ain't come in to play
You really soft, but posted on the block
So you Drummond today?
Feel like Uzi, when your girl saw me
She came this way (Huh, what?)
Yeah, she came this way
Heard when you was back in school
You ain't get no play
Saw the girl that you was talkin' to
You ain't got no taste
Saw the car that you was drivin'
You ain't got no Wraith
Tae, heh, Retro
I wrote this verse around 3 AM
Put the clamps on, tryna cross
Ain't no breakin' him
Niggas out here actin' like demons
Ain't no saving them
I ain't really tryna hear the deal
Unless it's worth a M
Hopped in the game, I'm unfair
They tried to patch the kid
Bum nigga said he had gas
He was matchin' cigs
You ain't gotta lie to your fans
About the life you live
Every week a new story 'bout
The things you did
I been hurt so many times
I can't feel no pain
When you been broke like I've been
You don't feel no shame
Got the crowd high off my raps
This a different strain
Kaviar somewhere blowin' woods
Like a hurricane
Ayy, blowin' woods like a hurricane hold on
What, ayy you can call me anything, ayy
Ayy
You can call me anything, slept on
That's an understatement
Got the bag then blew it all
You not used to saving
Grab my shoes, tie them hoes tight
And get to bag chasing
Money been on my mind, yeah, I'm bag craving
Can you turn my mic up real quick
I got somethin' to say
Thought I came with a doctors note
I ain't come in to play
You really soft, but posted on the block
So you Drummond today?
Feel like Uzi, when your girl saw me
She came this way (Huh, what?)
Yeah, she came this way
Heard when you was back in school
You ain't get no play
Saw the girl that you was talkin' to
You ain't got no taste
Saw the car that you was drivin'
You ain't got no Wraith