T.R.E.V - Pick Up The Phone Lyrics

Trev where ya going please pick up the phone
I didn't mean it when I said I wanna be alone
Come back home
I know I did you wrong and please don't put me in a song
I'm looking at this shit like stop blowing up my phone
I should've f*ckin' known
I let you get too close
And now a nigga got the blues like a f*ckin' trombone
Tellin' me you love me is somethin' I don't condone
Cause somewhere down the road you'll be saying hit the road
And never come home
You told me pack my bags so I packed and got gone
Now I'm on the road tryna switch the time'zone
BUT then I came home
And then I hit Tone
And then I hit Clone
And then we hit the stu from 5-10 and catch a zone
Then put it on wax and play it through my headphones
But I just reminisce about the times
When you would smile when I would call you on ya phone
Remember when you said that you wanted to be alone
My heart split in half like a Kit-Kat, forget that
These bitches fake
Give n' Go like Shaq on a roll
So I packed me a bowl
And write down all I got left from the depths of my soul
Where ya going, can you pick up the phone
Where ya going, can you pick up the phone
Where ya going, can you pick up the phone
Where ya been at, can you pick up the phone
Where ya going, can you pick up the phone
Where ya been at, can you pick up the phone
Where ya going, can you pick up
Where ya going, can you pick up
Where ya going, can you pick up the phone
Where ya going, can you pick up
Where ya going, can you pick up the phone
Where you going, can you