[Verse 1: Cyrus]
Phour told me, told me take my time
Me I told him, told him we'll be fine
If the record, if the record drop
Probably 'cause I told him, boy it's time
I been doing me, I do it well
He been taking care of him and mom
I been having fun I'm playing God
Think it's time this playin' shit stop, though
I'ma shake it up, where the eight ball
Mix it with the gas, got the napalm
If the shit is good, I'ma say something
Newsflash though, don't smoke dope, make some
Talking like the talk ain't cheap, shit these is diamonds
Every time you hit my line, you getting blinded
Every time they hear that line, they gon' rewind it
It's Em, Sean and Royce, then Pack and I right behind 'em
We all been living a lie, but die before it make sense
I don't fucking wait, but served this dick to all the waitress
She living in the bay, she bumping Eazy 'cause she's basic
Really want some real, I made six albums 'fore I made shit
Oh you want some real, my father died and didn't change shit
Oh you want some real, I slept on floors without a blanket
Oh you want some real, well I been fucked and you just take dick
And if you want some real then buy the album, shit's amazing
[Chorus: phourthelove]
Lately, I been reminiscing, yeah (yeah, yeah)
But lately, I been in position, yeah
Ain't no plan in switching, yeah
Ain't no need in showing up, y'all boys better call off
I'll see you when I check my call log
'Cause I ain't takin' no calls, now
Not 'til me and all my dogs on, all my dogs on
Not 'til me and all my dogs on, not 'til me and all my dogs on
Lately, I been reminiscing, yeah (yeah, yeah)
But lately, I been in position, yeah
[Verse 2: Packy]
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Lately, lately, I don't say shit often
Only bitches talkin' like it's Sadie Hawkins
People hit me tryna get the info
They should know by now it's comin' in the intro
Keep the curtains drawn on all my windows
Keep the muzzle on, on all my pillows
I got boys with their ear to the street for me
I only know what I gotta know
Set my goals and now they lookin' like dominoes, way I knock 'em down
Why would I need you now?
Love my city, but sometimes it's too small
Carry baggage with me like a U-Haul
Weight on my shoulders is massive
Tell them the truth, then they stretch it like elastic
Girls want the paper to spend it on the plastic
They know how to make, it depending on your status
Y'all fake Balmain, y'all need practice
I'm no Ali, but I can show you where the cash is
My shit classic, since I made Static
So back up like y'all hit traffic, you average
I'm Magic Johnson, you get no looks from me
Since I met phour, you get no hooks from me
Gunning for the top like it took something from me
I don't burn my guap but I cook up money like this
[Chorus: phourthelove]
Lately, I been reminiscing, yeah (yeah, yeah)
But lately, I been in position, yeah
Ain't no plan in switching, yeah
Ain't no need in showing up, y'all boys better call off
I'll see you when I check my call log
'Cause I ain't takin' no calls, now
Not 'til me and all my dogs on, all my dogs on
Not 'til me and all my dogs on, not 'til me and all my dogs on
Lately, I been reminiscing, yeah (yeah, yeah)
But lately, I been in position, yeah
[Outro: phourthelove]
Not 'til me and all my dogs on
No Calls was written by PhourTheLove & Packy & Cyrus.
No Calls was produced by BeatsCraze.