VoiceMails

Intro: this ain't really my style. Not the song just the flow. Fuck it . Watch how i get um...

Verse 1: Got a voice mail on my phone . My girl said that she gone.tellin me im never home. When i am all i do is bone.. Baby please understand. Trice im the fucking man. Never forgetting when i didn't have a dollar in my fucking hand. Now im big watch on my wrist. I paid for this shit. Dont think i forget when i couldn't pay my rent. Put that cash up cashed out straight paid for that shit. That ran you 5 or 6 .. When you broke now thats some shit. But you stay tight you stay down that ass couldn't be more round so ima give her time in hope she comes around and in the mean time ima hold her down. Always accusing me of fucking this bitch or that bitch . But im just tryna get my pockets fat like yo ass is .. im gone

Hook: Got a voicemail on my phone , my girl said that she gone, tellin me im not home when i am all i do is bone. Trice i put on. Trice i smoke strong. Polo to my cologone got that big watch on my arm x 2

Verse 2 : Got a voicemail on my phone. Haters want me gone. Sayin they run in my home. lay me down with that chrome. Nigga please understand . Do this for me and my man's . Tryin to get them grands be like chief keef bitch and get them bands. I say let me teach you a lesson. A lesson about these haters. When ya ain't doin shit they love ya. And when ya start doin shit they hate cha . Human nature ain't that a bitch? got about 10k on my wrist. Sike na but it look like it the way the sun shining on that shit and im the man around here. Lionhearts nigga no fear. This gonna be my year hatin ass nigga maybe yours next year. Getting them chin hairs chest hairs i see it im growing up now. Trying to make my city friends my whole family proud .. im gone!

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