Kyle2Fresh - Last Call Lyrics

Last phone call was to my mama (Mhm, mhm)
Told her I've been caught up in the drama (In the drama)
Said that it's okay
(Mhm, mhm)

My last phone call was to my mama (To my mama)
Told her I've been really gettin' caught up in the drama (In the drama)
She told me it's okay, cause she know that I got trauma (I got trauma)
This ain't about my enemies, it's about my f*ckin' problems ('Bout my problems)
I'm a fiend (Fiend), I'm an addict (Addict)
Just a boy who be gettin' stuck in traffic (For real)
Got a passion for love (Love)
These hoes ain't really got no passion for love (No love)
They wreak havoc on us (Yeah)
Tryna find a way out but we trapped and we stuck (For real)
I know it's not enough (No)
But Imma go out shootin', so you haters better duck (Duck)
Know I got a semi tucked (Yea), run up on me, you get bucked (F'real)
I guess you run outta luck, yeah (Ha)
Got a lotta enemies, the devil tryna plot it up (For real)
Hoppin' on the mic and I be spittin', Am I hot enough? (Hot enough)
Clear to see that all of my demons catchin' up (Yeah)
Yeah, the demons catchin' up, can't hide, so we run (Can't hide so we run)

This shit really gettin' difficult, but he finna play it cool (Cool)
His junior year, he had thoughts of droppin' out of school (School)
Anythin' he did, it seemed like he was always breakin' rules (Rules)
Couldn't find a way to cope, he was really goin' through the blues (Blues)
Then he started doin' drugs, cause he hella overwhelmed (For real)
Everywhere he turned to, nobody was there to help (Nobody)
Started fallin' behind, but he's so busy, couldn't get a tutor (Nah)
Got into music, he tryna pull through it, he really got worried about his future
Takin' it back for a minute, I'm gettin' redemption
This Glock my pocket do nothin' but business
Ain't wanna test me, I'm hot as a bitch
I ain't doin' no favors so get off my dick
I'm makin' it known, I'm the hottest and greatest (Oh, oh)
The G.O.A.T., bitch, I'm goin' for Vegas (Oh, oh)
Here's the latest, Kyle2Fresh and he poppin' his shit

My last phone call was to my mama (To my mama)
Told her I've been really gettin' caught up in the drama (In the drama)
She told me it's okay, cause she know that I got trauma (I got trauma)
This ain't about my enemies, it's about my f*ckin' problems ('Bout my problems)
I'm a fiend (Fiend), I'm an addict (Addict)
Just a boy who be gettin' stuck in traffic (For real)
Got a passion for love (Love)
These hoes ain't really got no passion for love (No love)
They wreak havoc on us (Yeah)
Tryna find a way out but we trapped and we stuck (For real)
I know it's not enough (No)
But Imma go out shootin', so you haters better duck (Duck)
Know I got a semi tucked (Yea), run up on me, you get bucked (F'real)
I guess you run outta luck, yeah (Ha)
Got a lotta enemies, the devil tryna plot it up (For real)
Hoppin' on the mic and I be spittin', Am I hot enough? (Hot enough)
Clear to see that all of my demons catchin' up (Yeah)
Yeah, the demons catchin' up, can't hide, so we run (Can't hide so we run)

Oh
They wreak havoc on us
Oh
Can't hide, so we run

My last phone call was to my mama
Told her I've been really gettin' caught up in the drama
She told me it's okay, cause she know that I got trauma
This ain't about my enemies, it's about my f*ckin' problems
I'm a fiend, I'm an addict
Just a boy who be gettin' stuck in traffic
Got a passion for love
These hoes ain't really got no passion for love
They wreak havoc on us
Tryna find a way out but we trapped and we stuck
I know it's not enough
But Imma go out shootin', so you haters better duck
Know I got a semi tucked, run up on me, you get bucked
I guess you run outta luck, yeah
Got a lotta enemies, the devil tryna plot it up
Hoppin' on the mic and I be spittin', Am I hot enough?
Clear to see that all of my demons catchin' up
Yeah, the demons catchin' up, can't hide, so we run

Oh, they wreak havoc on us
Oh, can't hide so we run