Used to escape reality, reality escaping me
Helped them fight their demons, now their demons steady chasing me
Knowing me, don't fold easy, the pressure isn't making me
Know myself, I know my worth, i'm solid, ain't no breaking me
Cruising in a Benzy looking like I got a big bank roll
Designer got em' dressing weird, he think its fashion, boy go home
Know some people who would play my music, and will crack your dome
When i'm going up, shordy, don't hit me up, or call my phone
Shorty be out here lion, like Nala
All I know is green green like i'm Kemba
Walking on the beat I got infinite visa
Car got horses, but I call her cheetah (Skrrtt)
Like your girl, why she keep on texting me
I just passed her number to my Brodie cant get next to me
Cause i'm thinking
Please lil baby don't call my phone (Don't call)
Love myself when i'm on my own (My own)
The money look good when i'm on my own (My own)
Cant trust yourself when you're all alone, I know
I know
Got more problems when you're on the go (Go away)
Can't stay put even when you're broke
Ya mama even said you doing the most (Yah, yah)
Go ahead and rub your thighs, all against my Benz seat
She ain't never meet a guy, ballin' like them athletes
I drive way too fast, I can't even feel a heart beat
Said you had a blast, guess her man is just a dead beat
I remember calling, and I never got a call back
Said this on my last song, now i'm 90 like its All That
All that D'usse sippin', spilled truth, now you screaming all cap
I'm a joker, every dark night imma get the last laugh
Used to escape reality, reality escaping me
Helped them fight their demons, now their demons steady chasing me
Knowing me, don't fold easy, the pressure isn't making me
Know myself, I know my worth, i'm solid, ain't no breaking me
Cruising in a Benzy looking like I got a big bank roll
Designer got em' dressing weird, he think its fashion, boy go home (Go home)
Know some people who would play my music, and will crack your dome (Crack)
When i'm going up, shordy, don't hit me up, or call my phone
CollegeBoyTrey - Missed Call! Lyrics
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Used to escape reality, reality escaping me
Helped them fight their demons, now their demons steady chasing me
Knowing me, don't fold easy, the pressure isn't making me
Know myself, I know my worth, i'm solid, ain't no breaking me
Cruising in a Benzy looking like I got a big bank roll
Designer got em' dressing weird, he think its fashion, boy go home
Know some people who would play my music, and will crack your dome
When i'm going up, shordy, don't hit me up, or call my phone
Shorty be out here lion, like Nala
All I know is green green like i'm Kemba
Walking on the beat I got infinite visa
Car got horses, but I call her cheetah (Skrrtt)
Like your girl, why she keep on texting me
I just passed her number to my Brodie cant get next to me
Cause i'm thinking
Please lil baby don't call my phone (Don't call)
Love myself when i'm on my own (My own)
The money look good when i'm on my own (My own)
Cant trust yourself when you're all alone, I know
I know
Got more problems when you're on the go (Go away)
Can't stay put even when you're broke
Ya mama even said you doing the most (Yah, yah)
Go ahead and rub your thighs, all against my Benz seat
She ain't never meet a guy, ballin' like them athletes
I drive way too fast, I can't even feel a heart beat
Said you had a blast, guess her man is just a dead beat
I remember calling, and I never got a call back
Said this on my last song, now i'm 90 like its All That
All that D'usse sippin', spilled truth, now you screaming all cap
I'm a joker, every dark night imma get the last laugh
Used to escape reality, reality escaping me
Helped them fight their demons, now their demons steady chasing me
Knowing me, don't fold easy, the pressure isn't making me
Know myself, I know my worth, i'm solid, ain't no breaking me
Cruising in a Benzy looking like I got a big bank roll
Designer got em' dressing weird, he think its fashion, boy go home (Go home)
Know some people who would play my music, and will crack your dome (Crack)
When i'm going up, shordy, don't hit me up, or call my phone
Helped them fight their demons, now their demons steady chasing me
Knowing me, don't fold easy, the pressure isn't making me
Know myself, I know my worth, i'm solid, ain't no breaking me
Cruising in a Benzy looking like I got a big bank roll
Designer got em' dressing weird, he think its fashion, boy go home
Know some people who would play my music, and will crack your dome
When i'm going up, shordy, don't hit me up, or call my phone
Shorty be out here lion, like Nala
All I know is green green like i'm Kemba
Walking on the beat I got infinite visa
Car got horses, but I call her cheetah (Skrrtt)
Like your girl, why she keep on texting me
I just passed her number to my Brodie cant get next to me
Cause i'm thinking
Please lil baby don't call my phone (Don't call)
Love myself when i'm on my own (My own)
The money look good when i'm on my own (My own)
Cant trust yourself when you're all alone, I know
I know
Got more problems when you're on the go (Go away)
Can't stay put even when you're broke
Ya mama even said you doing the most (Yah, yah)
Go ahead and rub your thighs, all against my Benz seat
She ain't never meet a guy, ballin' like them athletes
I drive way too fast, I can't even feel a heart beat
Said you had a blast, guess her man is just a dead beat
I remember calling, and I never got a call back
Said this on my last song, now i'm 90 like its All That
All that D'usse sippin', spilled truth, now you screaming all cap
I'm a joker, every dark night imma get the last laugh
Used to escape reality, reality escaping me
Helped them fight their demons, now their demons steady chasing me
Knowing me, don't fold easy, the pressure isn't making me
Know myself, I know my worth, i'm solid, ain't no breaking me
Cruising in a Benzy looking like I got a big bank roll
Designer got em' dressing weird, he think its fashion, boy go home (Go home)
Know some people who would play my music, and will crack your dome (Crack)
When i'm going up, shordy, don't hit me up, or call my phone
Writer: Trey Gary
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid