333 Missing You

Tell me why when I went broke these **** disappeared

Come around when I got money and we ain't spoke in years

Talkin' bout I miss you, bitch, nah, it ain't fuckin' good

Posted in that hood with all them snakes, I wish I fuckin' would

Celebration for all them bodies and all my fallen soldiers

Slidin' in Toyotas, I know I belong in that Rover

Crack a smile and double backin', wet the block with gangstas

Only time I trip is when there's pressure, **** know I spank em

Closed the curtain on that whip, behind tints, I'm road raging

My **** X told me them nights is gone get lonely with no blankets

Watch your back, your main bitch'll snake you for another bitch

Seen that shit with my own eyes, it blew my mind, that shit a trip

Turn my back on **** fast, cause they did the same to me

I know **** flexin' cash, bank accounts ain't got a G

In them cars, we sliding fast, on PCH I love the beach

And if you want me to speak facts, then stay the fuck up out the street

Save me, from what I'm goin' through this mentally

Speak down on my name, I get you whacked, my youngin's finish em'

Got fifteen hundred dripped up on my body straight from Italy

And all that love be fake, I'm goin' platinum, fuck the industry

Tell me why you changed on me, your presence gives me anxiety

Don't you get that shit twisted, you know I love your ass to death

But just leave me alone, I caught a jet out to the west

Turn my back on **** fast, cause they did the same to me

I know **** flexin' cash, bank accounts ain't got a G

In them cars, we sliding fast, on PCH I love the beach

And if you want me to speak facts, then stay the fuck up out the street