Yung Bleu - On The Line Lyrics

She's crying to me, she crying to me

I'm picking up the phone and it's
My baby on the line
(Hold up, I'ma call you right back)
She crying, she crying, she crying
She crying (Man you really
You really want to do this right now?)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah
(You trippin' man, for real
Like I'm sayin')
I'm picking up the phone and it's
My baby on the line she crying, she crying
(You really be tripping me out man
You be doing, you be doing the most man
Like, just chill out man, for real)

She go to voicemail, she go to voicemail
(hello)
If I don't answer she gon' raise hell
(what the fuck)
Yeah, I was in the club, she was in the tub
I was at the bar, she got in the car
I ain't answer for her, I was really fucked
You know I'm a star, you know how we are
Crazy bitch, she gon' pull up, go to war
Caught me by surprise, looking so bizarre
Looking like she wanna really break the law
Where you been, shit, umm let me pause
If I tell you she gon' hit me with them paws
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
If I tell her she gon' hit me with them paws
(yeah yeah)

I'm tired of lying tired of you crying
You know I'm trying i'm so defiant
That's why I

I'm picking up the phone and it's
My baby on the line
(Hold up, I'ma call you right back)
She crying, she crying, she crying
She crying (Man you really
You really want to do this right now?)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah
(You trippin' man, for real
Like I'm sayin')
I'm picking up the phone and it's
My baby on the line she crying, she crying
(You really be tripping me out man
You be doing, you be doing the most man
Like, just chill out man, for real)

How the fuck you in your feelings
When you know the business
Know I got to stay in these streets
How the fuck you think that
I'm a make a milly
Fuckin' on you all day in the sheets
Why you asking all them questions
Why you going through my messages
You finna fuck up your blessing
I'm 'bout to teach you a lesson
'Cause you got me stressing
Face Timing while I'm up in the yo
Probably think I'm somewhere up in a ho
When I know you better but
I'm stuck on the road
I gotta go, I gotta go
This shit is driving my psycho
Tryna go back like a typo
Got you feeling bad like Michael
We go through the cycles
I gave your heart a revival
I'm standing stall as the Eiffel
I got my phone on silent
All of my hoes exotic
I got your heart but you
Mad I ain't showing nobody
I don't be knowing nobody
I just be blowing your body
We use to fuck in the
You like a horse, you like hiding
You like when I get a lil rowdy
Do anything for my shawty
I'll do anything for my shawty, yeah

Yeah, I'm picking up the phone and
It's my baby on the line
(Hold up, I'ma call you right back)
She crying, she crying, she crying
She crying (Man you really
You really want to do this right now?)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah
(You trippin' man, for real
Like I'm sayin')
I'm picking up the phone and it's
My baby on the line she crying, she crying
(You really be tripping me out man
You be doing, you be doing the most man
Like, just chill out man, for real)