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Giovanni Mr Amazing
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Lamar Blake
Songwriter
Lyrics
Let's say you get a text from someone you no longer fool with
And they hit you with the
“Hey stranger, hey bighead, long time no hear from”
And you just looking at your phone like
“I don’t fuck with you no more.”
We hit’em with this right there:
(Hello) New phone, who dis?
You damn right, I’m acting brand new bitch
Where was you when I was going through shit?
Walk that walk if the shoe fits
New phone who dis?
Hell yeah, I'm on my new shit
You only hit a **** cuz he too rich
You ain't getting one dime, no two cents!
You got some nerve to be dialin' my phone
But for months not a word from you
All of that fake love you kicking is more of a reason I have no concern of you
People can speak up your name
And I'm scratching my head like I never heard of you
You all in your feelings and I just be chilling
But chilling with you ain't no purpose to
I’ll tell you what I got a problem with
You texting and calling like it’s gonna solve any problems
But you are a part of it
It seems real selfish that you won’t accept the truth
And the truth is that you started it
You're so narcissistic like you are the victim
But nah, I'll be damned if I fall for it
Like it or not, give a fuck what you’re calling it
(Hello) New phone, who dis?
You damn right, I’m acting brand new bitch
Where was you when I was going through shit?
Walk that walk if the shoe fits
New phone who dis?
Hell yeah, I'm on my new shit (hello)
You only hit a **** cuz he too rich
You ain't getting one dime, no two cents!
Like it or hate it you’ll take it, however
I make it we’re no longer partners, we, surely, ain't neighbours
My life is evolving and your life is jaded
Keep your apologies, they’re overrated
So, all of that crying and lying and trying
Well, you can just save it
Cuz I'm not believing a word that you’re saying
So, find you someone else to play with (Whoo!)
Feeling myself with leather glove
And don’t care if no one else ever does
Ain't too pressed about nobody showing love
Cuz if nobody loves me, my mama does
I know that my vibe is just like a drug
If you overdose on it, you hit it wrong
But I ain't got time to hear no one’s excuses
You can tell that shit to the busy tone
(Hello) New phone, who dis?
You damn right, I’m acting brand new bitch
Where was you when I was going through shit?
Walk that walk if the shoe fits
New phone who dis?
Hell yeah, I'm on my new shit
You only hit a **** cause he too rich
You ain't getting one dime, no two cents!
Written by: Christopher Lamar Blake