Facetime! lyrics

[Chorus]
Yeah I started making music and I lost track of time
I was making all these bangers in the lab every night
Then my phone started ringing and you was on FaceTime
And the way that you was talking, Yeah it wasn't very nice

[Verse]
But I wasn't in the wrong and I know that is a fact
n*ggas do anything for pus*y so they lie behind your back
n*ggas plottin' on your grave, don't know when they gon' attack
But I'ma do me, I'ma count up all my stacks
Don't give a f*ck about you n*ggas I'ma go and get the bag
Acting like we f*cking friends, you ain't getting no damn cash
b*tches breaking n*ggas hearts like they is some f*cking glass
Gotta smoke away the pain, yeah I gotta smoke some Thrax
Yeah I'm chillin' at the crib, yeah I'm just tryna relax
Yeah you spreading all these rumors, but you do not go no facts
All this sh*t up on my shoulders got a n*gga feeling taxed
All this sh*t up on my shoulders got a n*gga feeling taxed

[Bridge]
You got a n*gga feeling taxed, yeah
Got a n*gga feeling taxed, yeah
n*ggas lie behind your back
And n*ggas lie behind your back
[Chorus]
Yeah I started making music and I lost track of time
I was making all these bangers in the lab every night
Then my phone started ringing and you was on FaceTime
And the way that you was talking, Yeah it wasn't very nice
Yeah I started making music and I lost track of time
I was making all these bangers in the lab every night
Then my phone started ringing and you was on FaceTime
And the way that you was talking, Yeah it wasn't very nice
Yeah I started making music and I lost track of time
I was making all these bangers in the lab every night
Then my phone started ringing and you was on FaceTime
And the way that you was talking, Yeah it wasn't very nice
Yeah I started making music and I lost track of time
I was making all these bangers in the lab every night
Then my phone started ringing and you was on FaceTime
And the way that you was talking, Yeah it wasn't very nice