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I'm just callin' you to let you know, boy, your brother got shot

I'm just tryna let you see what's goin' on in, in the other world

Uh-huh, uh

I don't even— I've been goin' through some

I don't wanna do nothin' but hustle

Uh, ayy, ayy, ayy

—Don't even answer the phone

I need to leave them trap houses and them cameras alone

I just ran off on the plug, I'm tryna stand on my own

Tryna tell my lil' boy to leave them Pampers alone, ayy, ayy

And he like damn near four

I used to leave him in the car while I go scam in the store

He used to be right on the couch when niggas come and buy bags

He used to watch his iPad while I handle my folks, ayy

I got my cheddar up, got my mozzarella up

I just hit Miami, found a plug, I might just set him up

I just got a call from two bitches in

The lobby of the hotel I'm stayin' at

Like, "Boy, you better let us up" (Hello?)

Ayy, boy, you better let us up

All you do is re-up with them bricks and then you scale 'em up

All you do is hit 'em with remix and then you swell 'em up

All you do is wrap up them lil' pounds and then you bale 'em up

—Don't even answer the phone

I need to leave them trap houses and them cameras alone

I just ran off on the plug, I'm tryna stand on my own

Tryna tell my lil' boy to leave them Pampers alone, ayy

And he like damn near four

I used to leave him in the car while I go scam in the store

He used to be right on the couch when niggas come and buy bags

He used to watch his iPad while I handle my folks, ayy

Victor, give me a call, man

You still be actin' like you don't give a fuck about nobody

I don't give a fuck about how you feel

But I wanna see my grandson

And I wanna see you

But God damn, give me a fuckin' call, man