Ex Calling

Am C F

Am                 C        
Scrolling through these mother 
                  F
fucking texts
                       Am          
They ain't say nothing but the same
         C F
 shit
                        Am         
Put that shit on do not disturb
         C F


Bitch I'm in the studio
Am                           C   
Three in the morning I'm on "do 
             F
not disturb"
    Am                           C
My last little fling I put that 
                F
shit in the dirt

Pop out the car screamin'


[Chorus]
Am            C           F
I can hear my ex calling

Don't know why my ex calling
Am              C           F
Why the fuck my ex calling

Don't know why my ex calling
Am           C            F
I can see my ex calling

Hold up why my ex calling
Am                C          F
Don't know why my ex calling

Why the fuck my ex calling


[Bridge]
Am           C           F
I can see my ex calling

Oh no, now my next calling
Am                 C              F
I don't know why I stress all 'em

I just want the best out 'em


[Verse 1]
Am                   C
We been through some things yeah
F
Thought I could restrain ya

I don't wanna tame ya
Am             C
Impossible to change ya
      F
Every time I try to put the fire out
 it boosts the flames up
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Am                 C
You text me like I called ya
       F
Well I don't mean to stall ya

But I cannot afford ya
Am           C
So I gotta ignore ya
      F
Cause I just want to ball yeah and 
you just want to fall yeah
Am                          C
I pick up my phone what the heck

Coming at my neck
F
Tripping via text disrespect

I don't fuck with that
Am
Can't put me in check
        C
You the ex calling for the sex
F
Want me cause I'm next

I'm the future where the Percocets


[Bridge]
Am           C           F
I can see my ex calling

Oh no, now my next calling
Am                 C              F
I don't know why I stress all 'em

I just want the best out 'em


[Verse 2]
Am                      C
There's something wrong with my hand
F
Can't pick up the phone, goddamn

Hope you understand
Am                    C
I can't have you fuck up the plans
    F
And if you gotta choose then you 
better choose the other man
Am                     C         
See I weighed out that good side 
                         F
and that bad side so I'm done
I broke it down it was crunch time 
                   Am
got focused and we won
                         C      
Your favorite rapper gon want to 
                                F
join it the dream team and we come

Don't do this shit just for fun
                      Am
Do this shit just to run
                     C
Run it back like a punt
                          F
Run that shit like Chris Breez'

All these hoes is on me
                Am
All this ice on me
                    C
All these lights on me
                            F
Not really, I like to stay lowkey

But still all that vice is on me
                       Am
Never been 'bout that bird talk
                     C
To me that's that absurd talk
                         F
Always been 'bout the splurge talk

Back when we used to Bird Walk
                       Am       
And knocked off of my course man 
                       C
that one time and I  swear
                  F
I never wanna go there
That's unless she got nice brown 
                               Am
skin good credit man and long hair


[Bridge]
             C           F
I can see my ex calling

Oh no, now my next calling
Am                 C              F
I don't know why I stress all 'em

I just want the best out 'em


[Chorus]
Am            C           F
I can hear my ex calling

Don't know why my ex calling
Am              C           F
Why the fuck my ex calling

Don't know why my ex calling
Am           C            F
I can see my ex calling

Hold up why my ex calling
Am                C          F
Don't know why my ex calling