Chorus LilTjay. Steady callin' my phone. I done told you before that it's over, leave me 'lone. Know it's hurtin' you to see me gone. Dark clouds, you gon' see me storm. I won't go back. But trust
aimin' for your body, shots hits your brain. We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing. It's a lot of animosity, but they won't say my name. Them killers rock with me, lil' nigga, don't get banged
I miss my cocoa butter kisses. Hope you smile when you listen (Yeah). Ain't no competition, just competin' for attention (Yeah). And you like, "I'm not on no games". Well, baby, (Woah) I been peepin',
