Cal Scruby - My Phone Died

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{Chorus}
Can’t pick up the phone
All that shit that i'm on
Already yeah
Already sick of this song
Can’t pick up the phone
All that shit that i'm on
I prolly yeah
I prolly end up alone

My bad my phone died
My bad my phone died
My bad my phone died
My bad, my bad, my bad

{Verse}
Knock knock
Who's there
Police department the new sheriff
We need to talk to you about
Where you were at midnight
Would you care to share
I'm sorry to bother you
It's awfully rude we just wanna to talk to you
Did you happen to watch the news
The divorced dad killer’s back on the loose
At the crime scene left lots of clues
Dropped his tools
Lost both socks and shoes
Somebody saw the dude and said
He looked like a methed out prostitute
Sorry y'all
I’m not the guy
Can't talk right now not tonight
Good luck solving crime but I swear to you
Nobody’s tied up like inside
Of my 13 bathroom 10 bed mansion
Backyard with a two shed expansion
Half Ted Bundy half Ted Danson
Somehow ugly and drop dead handsome
It's hard to explain even to a
Princeton and a Harvard brain
Either end up in the Hall of Fame or down in a ball of flames

{Chorus}
Can’t pick up the phone
All that shit ?
Already yeah
Already sick of this song
Can’t pick up the phone
All that shit ?
I prolly yeah
I prolly end up alone

My bad my phone died
My bad my phone died
My bad my phone died
My bad, my bad, my bad

{Verse 2}
Relax, deep breath
Step back
Bro boy D-fib
Big mushroom hit reset
Y'all couldn't take my style if you took my chain
And you had my presets
Flying with a sack in a backpack I forgot I had that
It's a good thing I got pre-check huh
Sitting up front with the seat back
You don’t wanna smoke no AC huh
I get a call head over in a red Rover
Like I'm on recess huh
If you can't keep that dirty little secret
I might block that bitch like a reject
If my my exes send me text
That shit bounce back like a reflex
Oh wow
Up until now that ain't occur to me
Giving a smile and waving security
I'm still a child I blame immaturity
Currently I don't got time to play with them
I'm in a state of emergency
I severed a vein in surgery
Turned all the furniture burgundy
Now it's a murder scene

{Chorus}
Can’t pick up the phone
All that shit ?
Already yeah
Already sick of this song
Can’t pick up the phone
All that shit ?
I prolly yeah
I prolly end up alone

My bad my phone died
My bad my phone died
My bad my phone died
My bad, my bad, my bad

Release Date: October 18, 2022

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Calvin "Cal" Scruby was born in Cincinnati, Ohio and at the age of 25, has already made a name for himself in the music industry. Starting his career in 2011 with the release of his single "Best Foot Forward", Scruby has been steadily climbing the ranks of the rap scene. He has had the opportunity to work with notable artists such as Chris Brown and Reddman, showcasing his talent and versatility as a musician.

In 2018, Scruby signed with Riveting Entertainment Group, becoming their first music based client. However, he later made the decision to venture into the independent music scene where he found even greater success. In May of 2019, he released his first full length album as an independent artist, which was well received by fans and critics alike.

Following the success of his debut album, Scruby released his second full length album titled WYWS (While You Were Sleeping) in July of 2020. The album features 17 tracks, each showcasing Scruby's incredible lyrical prowess and unique style. Tracks such as "Bad Guy", "Donnie Darko", and "Chess Not Checkers" have solidified Scruby's place in the industry as a rising star with a promising future.

With an impressive work ethic and a dedication to his craft, Cal Scruby shows no signs of slowing down. As he continues to release new music and connect with audiences through his powerful lyrics and catchy beats, it is clear that he is a force to be reckoned with in the world of hip hop.