Voicemails

JOJO

I still got your voicemail
Shawty this ain't no fairytale
She want someone to pay her bills
I got too many mans to kill
I still need me some extra pills
Too much drank I can't exhale
Man I'm tired of these females
Really tired of these females
Say she wanna get her hair done
Wanna get her nails done
Hop in the car let's have some fun
She a lil freak but she love the guns
She my lil bitch but she not the one
Just send the location I'll be on the run
Alot on my shoulders, this shit weigh a ton
Can't beef 'bout a bitch, I'm not King Von

I be showin' you love, but you don't give a fuck, makin' bad decisions
Too much drank and lean in my body I think I'mma have a seizure
Don't give a fuck 'bout all these bitches
Bruh I'm just tryna please her
Shawty wear glasses, She got them tits
I think she Mia Khalifa

Bitch!
How the fuck you tell me you love me
You don't even mean it? (What? What? What?)
How the fuck you say that you love me
I don't even see it? (What? What?)
She don't wanna have kids, but she said boy you can pee in it
I was born for this, I got music in my DNA
I'm too high right now in the stud- vibing to the 808's
We was damn broke, back in boulevard but he made a way
And they say I've changed, I'm screamin' homixide homixide everyday
Niggas gon' hate on the kid for nothin', I see this shit everyday
Girl if I tell you my story I hope you'll still feel the same 'bout me
Girl if I tell you I lied I hope you'd still wanna speak to me
I got lotta hoes, I got lotta niggas who been tryna beef with me
I know I be on drugs sometimes, this shit gets deep with me



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Writer(s): Othniel Saygbe
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