This is a song about "Up in my phone"

I know my calling's worth like phone card

Let me breathe hard like it was hard

Put my number in your phone

Soon as i get home

Erbbody blowin up my phone no distractions so you know we gonna do this

Watch them hoesall you niggas out therebeware these lyin ass scandalous bitches

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

Sitting in the room, on the phone, cooking up orders

But oh i can’t stay away, not never, your my home, home, home

Uhh im underated but i got multimillion dollar songs on my phone,

But the minute i took out my phone

Mami told me son, hold your own

Now i'm in the zone

Stop blowin up my phone

Fuck the source, i'm on cover of rolling stone

Calling bitches up on my cellular phone,