Missed Calls (feat. VBO)

I got your call the other day, I was working Tell your daughter happy birthday, man sorry I aint make it I know you felt some type of way, I hit you with a text you aint reply I seen the pictures man, this shit is getting crazy Getting bigger by the minute, and we just getting older Life is moving fast it aint going any slower I aint even took a chance to relax and smell the roses Only time I ever see you now is pictures when you post it What a damn shame I been working hard Tryna make a living But am I living Little things that I'm missing Adding up to the bigger picture, bitter sweet But just know that you still my killa Any problems let me know I'd fucking kill him Tell your momma that I miss her And them short ribs she be cooking Man you know that that's my favorite Until then man its back to the grind I promise that I gotchu when I make it I'm getting tired of these missed calls I know its been a minute since we kicked But I promise I aint forget y'all I been working so much these days I hope to make it up these days For all the times you've always held me down Man I swear that we gon live it up one day Another year gone by, another year wiser Gotta admit that some nights get cold Conversations get boring, same movies get old I don't never got time thats what I been told It aint that I don't wanna make time More so that I don't wanna waste it But shit maybe the problem is The man in the mirror but I don't wanna face it The price to be the boss but shit I don't wanna pay it I been working so much that I don't ever work on us Busy tryna make a living Knowing that it aint enough I'm just tryna give you more, you already had enough I'm just tryna chase dreams but how long you gon run My birthday had just passed I was locked up in the studio God damn I'm so dedicated Kinda sad aint it That I don't even give time for myself Cuz I aint even wanna celebrate it I got a text from a girl that I once dated Happy belated, I hope you doing well, I said likewise Good girl just not the right time, but tell me whens is the right time That's a million dollar question shit can I get a lifeline Oh well better luck next time, hold up, last time I said next time Last time I said, that was the last time I'm not even tryna bug Or anything, but I'ma need you to let me know whats up Do you want to continue this or not Cause I'm sick And fucking tired of this bullshit I'm tired of being the only one Putting effort in this relationship I don't hear from you We don't see each other What's up, call me back Hello? What's up baby Why you trippen for You know I been a little busy I been n and out the studio I been taking care of business Doing what I got to do I'll pull up with some weed later Girllll I'm already stressing You stressing me more Life been testing me You just testing me more All I know is I'm at war Trying to settle the score To make up for bad times I done been through before All them times that we never had more All them times we shoplifted We would shoot at the store All them times they shot a bullet at my Vehicle door So I need you to hold it down Like your hands on the floor Like your hands on the floor And when I get some time You gon find your pants on the floor And if somebody call my phone I be quick to ignore Because I rather see you do me like you Doing your chores Like you doing your chores We both know time is money of course And time is coming its yours So hang it in, hang it in, hang it in for the boy No interruptions Only seduction Sexual eruption Click, click, click, click, end of discussion No interruptions Only seduction Sexual eruption Click, click, click, click Click