[Chorus: Kai Ca$h]
Cellular
Watch my celly ring, ain't money, I turn Helen Keller
Had to map out my whole month before I made my bed up
Jumped up got into it
Public figure nigga
Couple kids that I influenced
Never feeling trapped in, C4 back dooring
I just want the back end, tell em' add more
Forgot about my past tense, Cuz' I live and learn
I had drive before my license, used to hit the curve
[Verse 1: Ceo Trayle]
Fuck around with Big back doe bet that's a bad ending
When my day one homiе Crossed me that was mind bending
This transition pеnding
I can't trust you, I don't know you got my spinning
Gotta be careful 'bout my contacts and my mind spending
Gave big bro a sentence
C4 through that back back doe big back doe he finished
I dropped out of school at a young age I didn't have no attendance
I damn near raised my fucking self, I didn't have no dependence
Boy you know it's cold for Christmas
I was broke didn't have no car, but now I'm chauffeur driven
Better go get some money, I don't know why you sofa sitting
In all these different clubs, but I still like them stroker bitches
I met my bitch from follies
I met my bitch from magic
Shh be quiet, she sitting by me
Them cars they got them bitches go too fast that kit inside it
I had my scale and a couple of zips, I ain't do no written assignment
Now I'm on the radio in yo' city and his peice declining
C4
Cellular
Watch my celly ring, ain't money, I turn Helen Keller
Had to map out my whole month before I made my bed up
Jumped up got into it
Public figure nigga
Couple kids that I influenced
Never feeling trapped in, C4 back dooring
I just want the back end, tell em' add more
Forgot about my past tense, Cuz' I live and learn
I had drive before my license, used to hit the curve
[Verse 1: Ceo Trayle]
Fuck around with Big back doe bet that's a bad ending
When my day one homiе Crossed me that was mind bending
This transition pеnding
I can't trust you, I don't know you got my spinning
Gotta be careful 'bout my contacts and my mind spending
Gave big bro a sentence
C4 through that back back doe big back doe he finished
I dropped out of school at a young age I didn't have no attendance
I damn near raised my fucking self, I didn't have no dependence
Boy you know it's cold for Christmas
I was broke didn't have no car, but now I'm chauffeur driven
Better go get some money, I don't know why you sofa sitting
In all these different clubs, but I still like them stroker bitches
I met my bitch from follies
I met my bitch from magic
Shh be quiet, she sitting by me
Them cars they got them bitches go too fast that kit inside it
I had my scale and a couple of zips, I ain't do no written assignment
Now I'm on the radio in yo' city and his peice declining
C4
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