Semicolon - Voicemail (feat. SHAWN)

I been up since midnight
I been up since last night, gas pipe
Not on no crack pipe, y'all just sound bite with no cap, dog
Beats rapped on, drugs natural
Y'all on bath salts, or Adderall
Messed up but I ain't mad at y'all
E-T, ly-ri, add C
Trilateral
I been up for so long
I'm out of your league, believe in me like it's the Creed
Taking shots you better duck cuz' I am never on E
M-P-T-Y, damn I had it
My trigger finger hungry and my thumb feeling heavy
But index ecstatic
Yeah I'm Semicolon but I come with the semiautomatic
It's that young future legend, one shot have you straight lean like Evan
Hold up
Been disappearing but I'm back for the challenge, told my congregation
Oh man I grab the whip I work the shift, uh
Working hard I grab the clip, uh
Too many plants growing in the garden
Ima finish this shit I already started like
So I just got a new number, please give me a sign though
Never said voicemail was gonna reach my fucking iPhone
I just got a new number, please give me a sign though
Just got a new contact gonna have to cut your line though
So I just got a new number, please give me a sign though
Never said voicemail was gonna reach my fucking iPhone
I just got a new number, please give me a sign though
Just got a new contact gonna have to cut your line
You keep buzzin my phone
I said 4 5 6 times to leave me alone, oh where did you go
Reached out with an arm and leg but you still ain't glow
Keep beggin and shedding, it was pleasant I was dreadin
I just don't understand it
You don't have the mind and I don't got the time for this I be stressin but listen
She hate to see me hoppin in the coupe
Hands out but I cannot ride with you
All those nights I had lusting over you
How the fuck was I obsessed with you
Bruh I was, fuckin dumb
On Pierre Joet Rose, she take one sip might re-locate
And you all on my mind, my baby
Ain't rapping bout how you ain't mine, my baby
Cuz' when it is time it is time, my baby
Fuckin scrimmage like linemen, baby
Now you actin' out of line, my baby
Star 67 to my crib
I just laugh inside my head when I realize who the fuck it is
So I just got a new number, please give me a sign though
Never said voicemail was gonna reach my fucking iPhone
I just got a new number, please give me a sign though
Just got a new contact gonna have to cut your line though
So I just got a new number, please give me a sign though
Never said voicemail was gonna reach my fucking iPhone
I just got a new number, please give me a sign though
Just got a new contact gonna have to cut your line
Catch a vibe, tryna tryna catch a vibe though, uh
Catch a vibe, tryna tryna catch a vibe though, uh
Catch a vibe, tryna tryna catch a vibe though, uh
Catch a vibe
Look
You gotta stop hitting my line you bitch
Coughing lies all in your mic, you sick
Semi too smooth with this shit, uh
3 5 4 6, Never even tried to go tough on you, no blitz
Ding ding ding phone spittin hotline but my shit stay on silent
Oh my god, now we all outta order
Can't believe I put that bitch to my dome
When you were lost and only had four quarters
Who called you that cab to help you get home
So I just got a new number, please give me a sign though
Never said voicemail was gonna reach my fuckin iPhone
I just got a new number, please give me a sign though
I just got a new number
I just got a new number
I just got a new number
I just got a new number
Please hit my

Written by:
Shawn-Avery Balisi, Simon Kalla

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