Ray Vicks - 50 missed calls lyrics
Goddamn it’s like 7:30 in the morning, my phone jumpin’ off the meter I got like 50 missed calls You know a n***a’s girl couldn’t even sleep, this b***h jumpin’ Me and my n***as, we really get money man We really do run through tons of that s**t n***a Pounds, blocks, bales n***a Believe that n***a, yeah. My phone ringing all night, my b***h pissed off Wake up in the morning, fifty missed calls My trap phone gettin’ off I got fifty missed calls My phone gettin’ off I got fifty missed calls. I got fifty missed calls, s**t that’s fifty plays I done ran up fifty grand less than fifty days Ain’t been home sixty days and I’m getting paid I told my n***a keep on hustlin’, it’s gon’ get you paid Them pussies hatin’, we totin’ them K’s, a hundred rounds in ’em Fifty missed calls n***a, my trap phone ball n***a, yeah And I can’t never take a break I’m hustlin’ hard, movin’ weight in every state, I don’t play Get it in every night and day, whippin’ up that microwave My mama prayin’, hopin’ my life change I’m still in the game, sellin’ that white girl Just tryna get rich in this white world Fifty missed calls. My phone ringing all night, my b***h pissed off Wake up in the morning, fifty missed calls My trap phone gettin’ off I got fifty missed calls My phone gettin’ off I got fifty missed calls My phone ringing all night, my b***h pissed off Wake up in the morning, fifty missed calls My trap phone gettin’ off I got fifty missed calls My phone gettin’ off I got fifty missed calls. My whole city love me I got like fifty haters You got like fifty hitters I got like fifty takers Got a fifty on this nine, will blow him out his mind The judge batted my n***a, fifty years for that crime I been hiding, since I dropped I done did like fifty plus shows, yeah And they 20K a pop, lookin’ at the schedule, I got fifty some more All I know is run it up, s**t all I know is eat, yeah On the Lear, 30K for the seat n***as from the NBA with me I done f**ed like fifty h**s and still don’t love not one Now a n***a piped up, now a n***a iced up Last year I ain’t had none’ My b***h called, I done missed her call, I was gettin’ to the cash Yeah my wrist yellow, it’s pissed off, I done blew a real bag. My phone ringing all night, my b***h pissed off Wake up in the morning, fifty missed calls My trap phone gettin’ off I got 50 missed calls My phone gettin’ off I got fifty missed calls My phone ringing all night, my b***h pissed off Wake up in the morning, fifty missed calls My trap phone gettin’ off I got fifty missed calls My phone gettin’ off I got fifty missed calls. Fifty missed calls, fifty mixed broads I got fifty mixed broads, a fetish for jaws Young boy ball, young boy ball Take your b***h and get lost Send her back with nothin’ at all Hit me back, I missed your call, I’m on road My bank account on good lord Get out that weight like Rick Ross Heard you can’t get a zip off, yeah Run down with that stick, don’t get caught, yeah You know I’m good with that stick like we playin’ lacrosse I got in and out I got friends, good or bad, right or wrong I’ma send about, spend a band about You know I’ma get that paper n***a even in a drought And you know one thing they’ll never do They’ll never count me out, yeah. My phone ringing all night, my b***h pissed off Wake up in the morning, fifty missed calls My trap phone gettin’ off I got 50 missed calls My phone gettin’ off I got fifty missed calls My phone ringing all night, my b***h pissed off Wake up in the morning, fifty missed calls My trap phone gettin’ off I got 50 missed calls My phone gettin’ off I got fifty missed callsss.