Kno Luv'

Call my phone won't get no answer better just leaving a message You saying you miss me I probably won't listen its always the same Back on the road its cash getting made head back home just feel out of place Me an my bitch gone be okay I promise I'm finding my way Ain't know love I ain't know trust but shawty gone keep it a buck Miss all my bros I'm missing my home but can't ever feel that love Gassing the crib I'm gassing the whip probably gone crash in space High as a bitch I'm a high as a C-Note baby its cash on the way She took my heart, she took my soul she up and made her escape Low down nigga I'm grimy can't no God, can't no man, can't no bitch define me I was a mess no food in the crib so I had to get me some profits f*ck it just run me yo pocket F*ck it just give me the guala, f*ck it just give me the commas Whenever they come for my soul I wanna hear Frank in the choir I wanna hear bells when I go to hell just leave me a prayer an show me you care Cause none of that shit be promised just help me to clear my conscience Call my phone won't get no answer better just leaving a message You saying you miss me I probably won't listen its always the same Back on the road its cash getting made head back home just feel out of place Me an my bitch gone be okay I promise I'm finding my way Ran up a check love to go flex I move like Usain to the bank Move like I'm sick yeah I'm keeping my distance these niggas not matching my pace I fell in love with the drugs, I fell in love with the cake Who showing up if I'm low on my funds cause niggas don't care how you feeling Said baby I'm drunk off E's and some Runtz like I'm really stuck to the ceiling Tell me who better I promise whoever can't me see me when lacing the track Can't see me bout chasing them racks can't tell me bout sleep in the cold Can't tell me bout standing by stove cause the crib was bout close to be froze So tell me who really gone fold who putting out hits I'm going for gold Call my phone won't get no answer better just leaving a message You saying you miss me I probably won't listen its always the same Back on the road its cash getting made head back home just feel out of place Me an my bitch gone be okay I promise I'm finding my way