Missin'

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I never choke, shawty do that with her throat
Yo bitch want the d, no offense
I'm on a roll, said she had drive for the smoke
Won't wait for that lil bitch again
But that was the past, 'hunnid of them shooters gon blast
Your future get way too intense
The present go fast, just like my patience, lil pussy
Don't jack that we was ever friends when I get to the Benz
The Jag, SRT, DDG
Moonwalk thru calabasas with all them blue faces
The 50's adjacent
NY to NJ, keep your two cents, shit changing
I met many men, too many was two faced
Still got the keys like Alicia on new days
Thought ya had me read, blood gon shine like a ruby
Gang eating, still light yo ass up on a Tuesday
Getting rid of you
Bet' not let me find out where your crew stay
My niggas spraying shit far from Bob Boucher
My money exquisite, not cream, it's crème brûlée
Broski got booked fucking round with them toolies
While I was in class, stressing bout different due dates
Now I rack it up in the north like it's Kuwait
Lil bitch throwing sugar, I make my own Kool Aid
Miss me with that other shit
You got it fucked up if you thought I was missin' you
Ion want none of it
All that fake love, shit don't even feel real to you
Asking my government
Throw that on the list of the shit I ain't giving you
Do this for gang, making all my bros rich
And the rest of ya cut, we gon flex these residuals
Miss me with that other shit
You got it fucked up if you thought I was missin' you
Ion want none of it
All that fake love, shit don't even feel real to you
Asking my government
Throw that on the list of the shit I ain't giving you
Do this for gang, making all my bros rich
And the rest of ya cut, we gon flex these residuals
Getting my bands up
You sorry, don't stand up
Ain't a fan of your comedy
I give a lot of me
I don't want maybes and probablys
I'm way too used to hypocrisy
More than I should be
But you know how the hood be
All tryna be where the goods be
Trapped on the corner, you know, where the rooks be
I made a move, now I feel like the king piece
A blessing my mama made it through the 60's
She was still young tho, she sat where the kids eat
Last year's November she made it to 60
I'm tryna tell her, the world finna feel me
Xaye Rowe 2Ahunnid
And I won't stop grindin' for nothin'
Cause all of them thought I ain't serious
Going from bussin these tables, bro bussing these shots
Til' we buzzin, it's quiet, ain't hearing it
Miss me with that other shit
You got it fucked up if you thought I was missin' you
Ion want none of it
All that fake love, shit don't even feel real to you
Asking my government
Throw that on the list of the shit I ain't giving you
Do this for gang, making all my bros rich
And the rest of ya cut, we gon flex these residuals
Miss me with that other shit
You got it fucked up if you thought I was missin' you
Ion want none of it
All that fake love, shit don't even feel real to you
Asking my government
Throw that on the list of the shit I ain't giving you
Do this for gang, making all my bros rich
And the rest of ya cut, we gon flex these residuals
Flex, flex
You got it fucked up if you thought I was missin' you
Ion want none of it
All that fake love, shit don't even feel real to you
Asking my government

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