Missed Calls

You know, you're making me go out of my mind And I'm not kidding, I'm not kidding I can't handle this like you can I'm begging you, as a human being To please call me back I don't want to say it but I had to Good drugs on me but I'm bad news GothBoiClique in the back too Got the tattoo baby 'cause I had to, missed call All black Benz smokin' gas too I'ma hurt you bad 'til I have you I'ma have you, baby, I'ma have you, all mine I would take a life for you if I had to Say I got her mind racing like a track meet And my niggas blunt facing on the backstreet GothBoiClique in the back room Take a sip of this, it change your attitude Hurt Cobeezy in the streets, there ain't no substitutes Hurt Cobeezy, foreign mansion with a prostitute Is there heaven for a thug? Is there heaven for you? Therapy for me is gettin' hit with tattoos I'm a goth boy but I keep a strap too Goth boy, baby, yeah, I had to All the racks and recognition all overdue When the Xanny hit my system, I'm so over you When the Perc hit my system, I'm so over you Made a promise to my niggas, I'ma see it through Big body dripping on them, all white, all white Like that good she playing with all night, all night, yeah Rain falls, missed calls Rain falls, missed calls Rain falls, missed calls Rain falls, missed calls