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Had to go to LA for the
Had to out, Just caught a tour to the hideout
Real nigga talk to ya
ya bring your girlfriend, tell her bring her friends too
Tell me Hollywood weird
You don't really like it but you play the biz
Yeah met ya June
By next June we were all in love and wanna now
Fell in love at the time
Spent a at my high rise
Or hit me on my hotline
Telling me you miss my homies and mama cry
Late you're my boo thing, yeah
Your mercedes the blue thing, yeah
All praise to the most high
Dipped off in the (?)

you're gone now
And oh
Don't call me, call me no more
you're gone now
And oh
Don't me, don't call me no more

Went to the homeland
Had to tell the niggas I did in your hometown
Everybody know we probably woulda made it
But there you go, started tripping never hit me
Real nigga went back to the
Started getting with the women I was hitting
Got a gold chain and a ring
And a new watch, no tick but I do time, yeah
Black boy with a black fade,
Got mad you did things
You was and you did dirt too
We was talking but you hear my phone boom
Moved up and I good shit
Roll palm and I made a hit for ya
Billboards around the city your face on it
But they ain't never really know bout what you been
Stay dancing the hoes at, huh?
Why your gotta go down, huh?
I trip when I see you I would dance at a show back in Feb
You trip but we don't talk
Girl you got me up
Real nigga gotta get it when he up
niggas like a new man
Just a little joint
been a side joint
Alright

you're gone now
And oh
Don't call me, don't call me no
Girl gone now
And oh
Don't call me, call me no more

Girl you're now
And oh
Don't call me, don't me no more
you're gone now
And oh
call me, don't call me no more