Calendars (feat. Sean J & Fizzex)

Late night it was 4am
I was stuck in my zone
Know you thinking bout me
You still calling my phone
Tryna see where I’m at
Put yo bitch ass on hold
Leave our life in the past
Girl I’m doing the most
So tell me what you gon do (Gon do)
Got no where to run to (Run to)
Tryna ask if you can come through (Come through)
This time you really want to (Want to)
Why you play these games with me
Tell me what’s your fantasy
Said you was a fan of me
But I was too blind to see
That you had other plans
Left me lost and confused
Always said I’m the man
That was far from the truth
Out here moving late night
What you get left to prove
That’s why I stay to myself
Bitch I’m way past abuse
Late night it was 4am
I was stuck in my zone
Know you thinking bout me
You still calling my phone
Tryna see where I’m at
Put yo bitch ass on hold
Leave our life in the past
Girl I’m doing the most
Working on myself though
You still on the cellphone
Holding onto bullshit
You can’t never ever let go
Strapped on tight like velcro
Got no whip she metro
Boomin out the central
Lost her vanity and self hope (Oh no)
Look at you now
Girl is lost and confused
She gon know I’m the man
That’s the realest of truths
Out here moving late night
Got nothing left to prove
I stay true to myself
I learned from your abuse yea
Fucking all these bitches left right left right lets go oh
Going off the top n***** ballin out like i'm metro oh (Oh oh)
I'm to cold right now
Lost up in my zone
All these hoes my clones
Might take another n****** hoe
Fuck a bitch at a show bad bitch model
She spy like a drone
Guess i gotta move on
All these n****** slow guess they got no rolls yea
Pull up on a n***** he don't want no smoke
I lost my mind guess i hope i don't choke
Fuck deadpool n***** i'm deathstroke
Sike im fiz n***** i'm the goat yea