Miss You

[Intro]
Woah, yeah, oh
(OFASHO, are you kidding me?)

[Chorus]
We went from rags to riches, ayy
I want the baddest bitches, ayy
So people gon' hate, they don't get it
But I'ma remain 'bout my business
Wake up everyday, think 'bout Cosey, I miss him
Swear I'ma put on for this city, ayy
Gotta look up to the sky every night and thank God for the time I was given, ayy

We went from rags to riches, ayy
I want the baddest bitches, ayy
So people gon' hate, they don't get it
But I'ma remain 'bout my business
Wake up everyday, think 'bout Cosey, I miss him
Swear I'ma put on for this city, ayy
Gotta look up to the sky every night and thank God for the time I was given, ayy

[Verse]
I just got in my bag
She don't wanna fuck, I pass, uh
Take 42, don't last long
Bitch, don't make me mad, uh
I just wanna throw some cash, uh
So much got my pants stuffed
Had to go get my bands up
Off the Wockhardt, I can't stand up

I had to run it up fast, lil' bitch
We shop out the states so my baggage thick
My money greener than cabbage get
Baby, slow down and step back a bit

Uh, I did this shit with my bros
Now it is double G, cover my clothes
Ain't had my back, you got left on the road
Where was you when I was stuck in the cold
I got the heat like a flame on the stove
Ice on my neck then my teeth is on gold
I know some other shit nobody knows
And it's gon' die with me, I never told
Tony Montana, the pack make it float
I'm on dry land but got weight on the boat
I got some percocet under my coat
She wanna fuck, but I'd rather blow dope

[Chorus]
We went from rags to riches, ayy
I want the baddest bitches, ayy
So people gon' hate, they don't get it
But I'ma remain 'bout my business
Wake up everyday, think 'bout Cosey, I miss him
Swear I'ma put on for this city, ayy
Gotta look up to the sky every night and thank God for the time I was given, ayy

We went from rags to riches, ayy
I want the baddest bitches, ayy
So people gon' hate, they don't get it
But I'ma remain 'bout my business
Wake up everyday, think 'bout Cosey, I miss him
Swear I'ma put on for this city, ayy
Gotta look up to the sky every night and thank God for the time I was given, ayy

[Outro]
We went from rags to riches, ayy
I want the baddest bitches, ayy
So people gon' hate, they don't get it
But I'ma remain 'bout my business
Wake up everyday, think 'bout Cosey, I miss him
Swear I'ma put on for this city, ayy
Gotta look up to the sky every night and thank God for the time I was given, ayy