Turnt Up Ty - Call Me Back/Outro Lyrics

It was a cold night
In september
I remember
You never called me back
You never called me back, Yeah, yeah
All of these thoughts that I had
Aint even know I was doing bad
Till the time went by and I looked right back
Didn't do what I should have
And I regret that so just respect that yeah
Street ball shit better check that yeah
Keep the bag hidden don't flex that yeah
Gotta do what you know to invest that
Flip a brick or an O get the next pack
Don't let a chick take your bag for a bherkin
Don't let a trick get ya pockets hurting

I just f*cked up my blunt
Lemme fix it like a surgeon
Text don't call
Unless it's really urgent
Running through the streets
With my gang like we purging
Cross my T's
Dot my I's like its cursive
All the days I spent rehearsing
Practicing for the life
Thats to be
T'd up so I could hop in the V
Won't freeze up
When I'm on the big screen

It was a cold night
In september
I remember
You never called me back
You never called me back, Yeah, yeah
All of these thoughts that I had
Aint even know I was doing bad
Till the time went by and I looked right back
Didn't do what I should have
And I regret that so just respect that yeah
Street ball shit better check that yeah
Keep the bag hidden don't flex that yeah
Gotta do what you know to invest that
Flip a brick or an O get the next pack
Don't let a chick take your bag for a bherkin
Don't let a trick get ya pockets hurting

I couldn't believe
I couldn't believe
That when I started rapping
It would become automatic
And I do it high fashion
Cause I do it with a passion
Ain't nobody got this fire
Ain't nobody got this talent
Everybody say they different
From a whole different fabric
There was days were I walked
Cause I couldn't afford to cab it
Wanna buy sis a new car
For all the days
That she spent with me in traffic
I was really young
They told I couldn't have it
Now I'm getting older
Getting tall enough to grab it
Center of the joke
But I wasn't laughing
Now I gotta get it
Just to show the ones
Who doubted
To take notes
And a couple classes
Wanna make a toast
So please raise yo glasses
Shout out the ones
Stuck with me
Through all the damage
I promised Ill do it
We planned this shit

It was a cold night
In september
I remember
You never called me back
You never called me back, Yeah, yeah
All of these thoughts that I had
Aint even know I was doing bad
Till the time went by and I looked right back
Didn't do what I should have
And I regret that so just respect that yeah
Street ball shit better check that yeah
Keep the bag hidden don't flex that yeah
Gotta do what you know to invest that
Flip a brick or an O get the next pack
Don't let a chick take your bag for a bherkin
Don't let a trick get ya pockets hurting