Miss

[Verse 1: Wavehi]
Young and independent, I ain't even let my city know
100K in my first month, and they still told me let it go
She be up in my centerfold
Blue jeans with them cuff rolls
Shoot dreams, I don't touch hoes, fuck .23s, I need two golds
Let the L roll, huh
New phone got XOs, huh
Spaceship need X4s
What the fuck you want text for?
It's just like you can't say it to my face, then why you want to say at all?
And you can't understand my fate, then why you want stay at all

[Bridge: Memoria XI]
My thoughts and all my faults don't mix well, not at all
Will you believe in me like I do with you, my love?

[Verse 2: Wavehi]
Pipe dreams don't shoot me
She want thе Ksubis
Just cause I want money it don't mean you'rе going through me
Shouts-out to all my Judy's
I see you out in Cali
Surrounded by them cappers, send the text, and they gon' rally
Shout-out to all my Luthers, we been working in the alley
Getting money from my loot, give a fuck about your daddy
If I'm really speaking truth, I used to count this shit as tallies
It's just the fucking irony, we call these bitches "baddies"
Driving through these broken windows while we sliding through these cabbies
And it used to be so simple now I'm only out here doubting
Mental clarity was shrouded by my self respect and messages I never sent
Words I said with billowed chest but feelings that I never meant

[Bridge: Memoria XI]
Yeah, why are you still here waiting for me?
Yeah
Can't you see I don't want your sympathy?
Nah

[Verse 3: Wavehi]
Miss me or not, either way, you know I never fold
Can not reinvent the circle, baby, we could let it roll, though
2020 changed us, yeah, we got to embrace the differences
I know I feel your anger, but, please, girl we can not sit in it
Syndicates, they been murdering, and these lil' kids can't look up to shit
And I don't got no friends, and I'm all alone, but either way, you know you can't make me fit
You wan' spray the clip for that Nike fit
You wan' get your bag without stifling
And it could be you, but it won't be me because I prefer to choose that my life would end

[Outro: Memoria XI]
So, in the end we'll be fine
In the end, we'll shine bright
I don't know what you think about me
But, I'ma be fine, I'ma be fine