Rough Soul (YUNG BAE Family Cookout Version) - Yung Bae

Uh uhm uhm uhm uhm

Yeah

Had to go to LA for the winter

Had to vibe out

Just caught a charge had to hideout

Yo real ni**a talk slick to you

Told you bring your girlfriend tell her bring her friends too

Tell me Hollywood kinda weird

You don't really like it but you gotta play the biz

Yeah met you last June

By next June we were all in love and wanna f**k now

Uh uh fell in love at the wrong time

Uh spent a night at my high rise

Uh or hit me late on my hotline

Telling me you miss my homies and your mama cry

Late night you're my boo thing yeah

Your mercedes with the blue tint yeah

All praise to the most high leader

Dipped off in the Hills wouldn't wanna be you

Girl you're gone now

And oh baby

Don't call me don't call me no more

Girl you're gone now

And oh baby

Don't call me don't call me no more

Girl you're gone now

And oh baby

Don't call me don't call me no more

Girl you're gone now

And oh baby

Don't call me don't call me no more

Went back to the homeland

Had to tell the niggas what I did in your hometown

Everybody know we probably would a made it last

But there you go started tripping never hit me back

Yo real ni**a went back to the pimping

Started getting groovy with the women I was hitting

Got a gold chain and a nose ring

And a new watch no tick but I always do time yeah

Black boy with a black fade yeah

Got mad when you did things

Yeah you was f**king and you did dirt too

We was talking but you never hear my phone boo

Moved up and I feel good sh*t

Roll palm trees and I made a hit for you

Billboards around the city with your face on it

But they ain't never really know 'bout what you been through

Stay asking where the hoes at huh

Why your homies gotta go there huh

I ain't trip when I see you

I would dance at a show back in Feb

You trip but we don't talk much

Girl you got me f**ked up

Real ni**a gotta get it when he f**ked up

Fake niggas like a new man

Just a little side joint

Always been a side joint

Alright joint

Girl you're gone now

And oh baby

Don't call me don't call me no more

Girl you're gone now

And oh baby

Don't call me don't call me no more

Girl you're gone now

And oh baby

Don't call me don't call me no more

Girl you're gone now

And oh baby

Don't call me don't call me no more

No more no more no more