Had To Write a Song (Intro)

My heart cold need a moncler

Smoke some weed to get my mind clear

Feel some way cause you not here

Now I’m best friends with the tp

Up at night never sleepy

Conversation with the henny bottle

Bout how you treat me like anybody

You tell our shit to just anybody

Talking to me any type of way

You should be a arcade playing all these type of games

You aint really love me thats just some shit that you say

You aint really nothing like who you try to portray

Bitch

My fault for another song

No more tripping now I’m moving on

No more simping now I’m bossing up

Just pour the wock in my double cup

Im stuffing this cone with some new gary payton

Gas hitting hard I feel like I’m dying

Not from new york but to **** I’m giant

Trap angels shirt yeah it cost about 50

All of my heems yeah you know that they wit me

Taking his bitch I’m the life of the party

Pop me a addy I’m bout to get started

Im wit ah yardie her head game retarded

I like the real can’t fuck with no barbie

Fuck on the sister like its tia mowry

I make it clear I don’t sip bacardi

Ive been gone for too long

All my love is gone

I had to write a song

You really did me wrong

Had to write a song

Had to write a song

All my love is gone

Been gone for too long