Missed Calls

I don’t want to say it but I had to
Good drugs on me but I’m bad news
GothBoiClique in the back too
Got a tattoo baby cuz I had to, missed call
All black Benz smokin' gas too
I’ma hurt you bad till I have you
I’ma have you, baby I’m a have you, all mine
I would take a life for you if I had to
Say I got her mind racing like a track meet
And my niggas blunt facing on the back street
Goth boy clique in the back room
Take a sip of this, it change your attitude
Hurt Cobeezy in the streets, there ain’t no substitutes
Hurt Cobeezy, foreign mansion with a prostitute
Is there heaven for a thug?
Is there heaven for you?
Therapy for me? is gettin' hit with tattoo’s
I’m a goth boy but I keep a strap too
Goth boy baby yea I had to
All the racks and recognition all overdue
When the xanny hit my system, I’m so over you
When the perc hit my system I’m so over you
Made a promise to my niggas I’m a see it through
Big body dripping on them all white, all white
Like that good she playing with all night, all night yeah
Rain falls, missed calls
Rain falls, missed calls
Rain falls, missed calls
Rain falls, missed calls