I keep getting texts, I don't know why
Running the block when I'm with your guys
Call up my phone and you'll kill the vibe
Please fuck off, I don't need to bribe
Called up my doctor, I need to lay back
Maybe tomorrow they'll pull up with macs
Buy up a system, my phone is tracked
Two nights I checked, your needs are whack
Been a bit since I've been in my bag
All these people make me go out sad
I don't wanna fight, not tryna clash
No more money, don't need a pass
Don't double tap, don't be an ass
Get striked in the middle of class
Just stop calling, that's all I can ask, aye, aye
I got 30 missed calls and you ain't even one
30 missed calls and you ain't even one
30 missed calls and you ain't even one
30 missed calls and you ain't even one of them
I try to be myself but I always get put down
Walk into the party and I'm already kicked out
Missed call from my ex and now she shooting me a text
I'm trusting my gut and ignoring what's coming next
Never been sorry, Don't got a Ferrari
I'm out of the party, got stuck in the lobby
Don't know what I'm doing, which way do I go
I need directions to get me back home
Look at my face it's bloody and bruised
Am I even me? I am really confused
Wake up in the morning, I turn on the news
Turns out I'm wanted for driving while boozed
You're not who you think you are
You're not gonna make it far
Being nice gets you absolutely nowhere
If you wanna be known then you gotta make it somewhere
Go ahead and just block me
There's only one thing you taught me
You told me that I should cut out the fakes
Well, I used that advice on you, now I got
I got 30 missed calls and you ain't even one
30 missed calls and you ain't even one
30 missed calls and you ain't even one
30 missed calls and you ain't even one of them
Walking down the street, never miss a beat
Checking on my phone, yeah, I put that thing to sleep
30 missed calls and I know she calling me
30 missed calls and I know she calling me
Yeah I'm sick and tired
Head is feeling wired in a different kind of way
Yeah, I know I'm getting fired
And the way you that you acquired
The attention you desired
God I'm so tired
Just ball
I'm tryna stall her
Get away from me
I don't want be bothered
Eyeball, looking at me all
Please leave me alone
Put a hole in your drywall
Amala, Shawn and Paul
Were all in that car with the Music on
It's been 3 months, Time to move on
She's calling me again while writing this song
I got
I got 30 missed calls and you're every single one
30 missed calls and you're every single one
30 missed calls and you're every single one
30 missed calls and you're every fucking one of them
I knew you fucking lied to me (every single one)
I was waiting for your honesty
I didn't want us to get to the point
But they were right cause you always disappoint
30 missed calls and you're every fucking one of them