Miss You (feat. Conway)

(I miss you baby...) (I miss you baby...) I miss you like I miss the dead holmes Cause when I brought you out the texas That's where the real money Put the telly in a name She will never act funny She always kept the thing on the rifer and got funky And now the bitch gon' She don't want to be a whole square nigga or what You know how that shit goes Got to play to blay People fuck when engage Coly plays got chosing when i in another state Stay away from bakes and lay a nigga will be fake Couple a hoes twenty toes like you know I never play Two Connor up on my weight so you know I never quit Posted on fig when the gages is in the pips P Worthy, Conway, nigga you what it is Down with this bitch, and I'll see him getting rich Thinking bout' the days when I really never a cent Rest In peace the world when's pop one for Ben Nigga I know I do and I got do for the West Ayo, i put that on the squad when i behind this wall You keep that money on the phone except that ain't a call 18 months in the county, Baby that shit ain't long Don't give a fuck, niggas none on my pussy when i gone I miss the way that pussy fell, I miss the taste of it Ass fallen like bitches that's a straight stunt I ain't tripping, all i got is another 18 months and I walking in a party and that's a bitch and then we straight fucking Biding on the stairs like i want to break something Lays pending up in the air, You can't escape from me I ain't fucking with this bitches this time, i'am in fronted I know i said this shit before, but shit... that ain't nothing You believe in me right? right? Say do you believe in me right? How do you don't believe in me, bitch? You believe in Jesus right? Forget what i said