I ain't missin' you at all Since you've been gone away I ain't missin' you No matter what my friends say
I was sittin' at home, I was rollin' a blunt I was thinkin' 'bout you been dead gone Got a call from my boys like, "Your cousin is dead" I was like, "He couldn't have had his head on" I be suited, I be booted, ready for anything Give me the chance then I'll head home I pull up, get that check, when I leave best believe On the freeway I'm headin' home I done partied, I done sipped Bacardi Rollin' with Blood, we done crashed all the parties We done rode Ferraris, rode Lamborghinis Now only thing that I care about is breathing Why I go hard, Blood be the reason Wouldn't want me to quit even if I was bleedin' Gotta take charge, every four seasons Every month, every day and every weekend
I bet you remember posted on the block All we knew was shots We ain't really know about the guap All we knew was Glocks I remember when you called my phone tweakin' You got your first deal, you was geekin' Remember when I got my first deal, I hit you on the phone Like for now I am Chief Sosa Yeezus You was like, "Nah you're Almighty" Almighty don't like nobody Shootin' .40 cals, now we gettin' 40 Bands for a show and we stay 'til the morning God chose us, and gave it up Dead or alive, niggas still hatin' us It's the end of the quarter, I'm a rock with sticky D I'ma pass the pall to you and you can hang it up
No matter what I might say No matter what you might say No matter what I say No matter what your friends say No matter what our friends say No matter what, what I say No matter what, what I say Just know this, I miss you Big GloTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
