Childish Gambino - U Don't Have To Call lyrics

[Gambino:] Yeah, where'd you guys go? [Girls:] To where, In Atlanta? [Strip Club Queen:] When I used to live here, I was the strip club queen [Fam:] Wait, wait, so what's up with Follies? Like lemme know [Strip Club Queen:] Follies is my favorite strip club ever, in Atlanta [Gambino:] Follies is the realest [Strip Club Queen:] I swear to god-Follies is the realest, more-so because they have international b**hes in there, you got b**hes from Cambodia, you got b**hes from f**ing Italy, you got b**hes from f**ing Africa, you got b**hes from...Kansas, you got b**hes from everywhere in Follies Situations will arise, in our lives But you gotta be smart about it Celebrations, with the guys I sacrificed, cause you could not sleep without it Girl I, cause I loved you You were my girl See I, thought the world of you But so you know You don't have to call baby no Cause imma be alright tonight You don't have to call baby no Imma be alright tonight [DJ Drama:] My man I waited, I waited, and waited For the phone call And then I served you what she was asking for Nah, you ain't gotta make that call now Stone Mountain, yeah, you started running that thing after us We are very rare 10% of a foster home trying to Cinderella this sh** This melanin pit they placed us in and said get out No blueprint, hell's cruiseship Took him and her, who made him and her Who made him and her who made her Who ran away from the south at 14 pregnant Who made her who came back to the south Atlanta, Georgia who made me Funny hairline, white name Blonde dreads, African name, both of our parents Original black hippies, so what? Little 5 point to Avondale to Stone Crest You out in Lithonia though But f** that, I'm a high cla** n***a I catch you out at Lenox Nah f** that, I'm looking for hoes at Atlantic Station Nah f** that, I'm at South DeKalb Mall Really in the parking lot, leaning on some broke n***as Camry The pic you sent last night says you really with the sh**s My leather pa**enger seat exhales Wasn't ready for all that Cause it's not me I mean who is right? Imma take you to Tongue & Groove There's $20 to wear my hat inside I give em $100 and tell em to pay for it for the n***as behind me They playing Jeezy like that sh** came out yesterday Thug motivation, I was never a thug and they used to respect me for it But now the game's f**ed up and I gotta Michael Coreleone these n***as Quiet, confident, I talked to her She came with you, but she left with me And now she's in the pa**enger seat So, where we going? Just the way Which leaves you standing there thinking You don't have to call, baby