Missed Calls

You know, you're making me go out of my mind

And I'm not kidding, I'm not kidding

I can't handle this like you can

I'm begging you, as a human being

To please call me back

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 the tattoo baby 'cause I had to, missed call

All black Benz smokin' gas too

I'ma hurt you bad 'til I have you

I'ma have you, baby, I'ma 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 backstreet

GothBoiClique 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 tattoos

I'm a goth boy but I keep a strap too

Goth boy, baby, yeah, 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'ma 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