Arikish - Call Me

You don't even return my calls no more
What's going on
You know I'm just so sick of you
I just don't want to tell you anymore
You feel like the world revolves around you?
She got me tied up
All this stuff around you
That's some shit that I'm tired of
This is my place, you know
I'm open and lined up
So let all your pieces try to get your way
We in North Carolina
Yeah, we go again, prepare to meet the end
You the only one be talking bout you ain't got no friends
You ain't got no friends
Just call me, call me, call me
Just call me, call me, just call me
Call me, just call me
Fast forward to the time we were kissing
On the back of your Porsche, fantasizing
Calling half a nigga, buzzing like Tyson Mike Tyson, Mike Tyson
Look, I was driven insane by the path I took
Paranoia on my mind, I was writing hook
I was writing hook
Oh oh oh oh oh
This is my place, you know
I'm open and lined up
So let all your pieces try to get your way,
We in North Carolina
Oh oh oh oh oh

Written by:
Aristotle Guweh Jr

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