Oh, yea-yea-yea
Ooh, yea-yea-yea
Ring (hear the phone ring)
Don't you hear me calling for help?
(Don't you hear me calling your phone?)
Ring (call me 'cause you wanna get high)
She tryna go up, while I run out of air (running out of oxy-)
As I travel through the stars without you (dying breath)
Tryna breath as I travel through the dark with my eyes shut
Don't you hear me calling for help?
(Don't you hear me call your phone?)
Ring (call me 'cause you wanna get high)
She tryna go up, while I run out of air (running out of oxy-)
As I travel through the stars while I run out of air
Tryna breath as I travel through the dark with my eyes shut
So what's the point of this gathering?
We don't have to go if you don't want to
Most of these women were against such in the first place
Annabelle is far from innocent
We had a relationship years ago
It meant nothing
I was helping her, Margaret, that's all
The way you helped me?
I thought she was your friend
So you wouldn't fuck her?
That language does not become you
Yes sir
Don't you hear me calling for help?