Don P - Callin' You Out lyrics

[Intro] I mean my hand go out to anybody get to the motherf**ing money Get to the motherf**ing paper n***a You ain't f**in' wit meeeeeee! Ye know what I'm talking 'bout? [x3] Swag up ENT, swag up I've been hearing you motherf**ers out there, with... with your little sh** talking, your little beefs and sh** n***a I don't give a f** how many platinum plated rings or singles you got n***a! AYYYYEEE!! [Hook] I don't care how many albums you sold or how many [?] You ain't f**in' with me! I don't care 'bout your videos or your songs on the radio You ain't f**in' with me! I don't care how many beats you made or how much you get paid You ain't f**in' with me! I don't care how many cars you got, how many Porches and Escalades You ain't f**in' with... [Verse 1] Eeee, eeee, me Ain't nobody that have f**in' with P Can't even begin when it comes these beats Trillest producer, yeah that's meee! I've been doin' this Been held back my own influences Been held back by the person I look up too And admire, before I was doin' this! But it's cool Gave me more reason to show my a** and act a fool Gave me more reason to teach my son some "Do's & Don'ts" so he won't grow up and act like they dooo I won't allow [?] n***a like me It's all 'bout environment and I keep it trill Them other n***as hate And I'm the real deal and them other n***as fake Aayee [Hook] [Verse 2] I'm back! They tried to get rid of me, but I'm back! I was just producin', wasn't thinkin' about rap But these n***as kept on running their trap (Okay) Would'nt let me beeeee Plus my fans wanted me to drop a CD Plus they would'nt drop me from the WB [?] So I was like the show It don't matter where I'm at, I'mma always make dough It don't matter where I'm at, I'mma always be meee And I don't need the track, [?] And I don't give a fuuuck [?] How many cars you drive, or how many plats How many big rings, how much you bling You ain't f**ing with mee! [Hook]