"Hotline" lyrics

Hotline me
Hotline me
Cause nah

Hotline me
Hotline me
With a voice like this Amma speak
Tryna win got a whole lotta greed
Whole lotta whole lotta yeah
Cause nah
Why can't we get along, ay
Always tryna put me in the wrong, ay
I'll never give you what you want, ay

Young nigga came from afar, ay
Yeah I kill 'em with the hooks like jabar, ay
My name in venue like broadway
We could pack a show out in like broad, day
Gotta play cool play it smart
The picture of a boss never lit no cigars
Ain't make it to the house she went dumby in the car
My heart had bruise she licking my scars
Eh

Its like I'm on mars ay
I'm making my mark no tar okay
Fame and money feel so bizarre, it's great
Only way I leave is go hard
First things first
Gotta lock a shawty in
They ain't ever seen an independent nigga making trends
They shocked by the numbers saw it coming I pretend
Not a psychic, but I'm always laughing in the end

Hotline me
Hotline me
With a voice like this Amma speak
Tryna win got a whole lotta greed
Whole lotta whole lotta
Cause nah
Why can't we get along, ay
Always tryna put me in the wrong, ay
I'll never give you what you want, ay