Missed Calls - JamalPC

Girl I ain't no star I just ain't from round here My pilot told me i'll go far if i stay from round here Hell im so good at missing calls bitch i'm perfect this year And i suggest you trace your scars if you get lost my dear Nigga i can't tell if i'm dreaming Lord forgive me if i think i'm in charge But the snakes in the grass are starting to get smart And the snake in my pants is starting to get hard And i'm fucking everything with two legs and a heart And some ass and some titties and an atm card ---- from my ---- and i lust for my scars And this broke nigga dick guarantee i won't starve Well i suppose that you suppose using hoes is getting old And you oppose that maybe i should grown on up and iron clothes And find some hope find some work and write in cursive Been a flirter since my birth they wrapped me up so i ain't fuck the nurse Too numb to react when you struck a nerve So i hits the bitch in a circle jerk With me myself and my penis semen Canine teeth got me feline feenin Hold up rewind nigga --- he like a bald eagle cheefin I ain't even breathin I'm a motherfucking ghost you can tell cus i flow And i lose my head without even bleeding Fuck what a motherfucker thought that they knew about us We got the juice and we keep on squeezing Like drip drip drip drip drip Hold up me cup me take a sip Hold up me pinky me think me rich Me being foolish me no pay rent Me look at roomies all of em pissed Eviction notice taped to the fridge Thank the most high me no got kids They would be cannibals eating your kids (I told her) Girl I ain't no star I just ain't from round here My pilot told me i'll go far if i stay from round here (You see me in that bentley don't start to acting friendly) Hell im so good at missing calls bitch i'm perfect this year (When the room's spinning and the who's who's in it) And i suggest you trace your scars if you get lost my dear (Aye you ain't on the list now the a list enlisted) I done had all night to think about this I done had all life to think about this Get a plate with strife and too South for shit Let me click my heels and toss on them grits Let a nigga hold five til my grinder click I done had all life to think about this All yall judging handful of pricks I done passed out twice and i ain't been hit Shit i might be blessed let me write this script Never gave this right i really don't need an apartment Line like who fried the fish Who brought the lobes and who had got keys Let me get that little piece together Gotta go gotta go gotta leave you better Grew up where the leaves are wetter And i hope and i pray when you read this letter That the seeds don't catch up to your knees already Cus all my dogs good They running they running don't run out the clock They living in a false hood for damn way too long man check out the stock But that's cool yall can keep on sipping out this joint since 62 And imma sit outside that shit just like the old dudes Said imma sit outside that shit just like Kukoc do And watch you jump who owe who to satisfy your sudoku Said baby girl i ain't no star I just ain't from round here (White walls and wood floors) My pilot told me i'll go far if I stay from round here (You, you see me at the bar don't, don't go to hollerin about no shots) Hell i'm so good at missing calls bitch i'm perfect this year (Don't fuck with me) And I suggest you trace your scars if you get lost my dear (One check out the window, people watching, slow up)

Stack in the lack And I'm back with the slaps On God no cap (On god no cap yea) Passing the Ave And I'm blasting past On god that's facts (On god thats facts yea) Stack in the lack (Stack stack stack stack) Back with the slaps (Back with the slaps yea) On God no cap (On God no cap yea) On God thats facts (Yea) Pass me the aux I'm turn it up notch They tell ya save a lil nigga ima save a lot Ima build a building where the building never stop Helicopter pad we don't need Parking lots But bet stay full wit a bunch drop tops Keep a lil sum thing cuz we never call the cops Other niggas acting they gripping on props Like I grew up with my daddy bitch I stay around pops Cuz even when you love you'll still have ops They gon hate they gon watch They gon scheme they gon plot But when you grind this hard you ain't worried bout a flop Nigga foul that's cool im getting two shots Feet work smooth like Kobe on the block Mamba mentality I'll never stop This is more than a chip and a hall of fame spot Stack in the lack And I'm back with the slaps On God no cap (On god no cap yea) Passing the Ave And I'm blasting past On god that's facts (On god thats facts yea) Stack in the lack (Stack stack stack stack) Back with the slaps (Back with the slaps yea) On God no cap (On God no cap yea) On God thats facts (Yea) G-Gang too deep in the back of the civic Big 45 on my lap like a kitten Money cant replace all the pain that we feeling, But imma stack it tall from the floor to the ceiling A-Ask the lord to forgive us Cause we all know we sinning When my dawgs beat the case then we all gone be winning Never slipping 84 To the grave And we all gone be paid On god thats facts never fake No cap never lack you'll be great (YEA) Im a star in the game with my arm in the rim on some carter shit (Ballinggggg) Till they all know the name imma rep to the grave on some martyr shit (Fallingggg) Damn I aint even slay but better get ya chick cause she on my dick (Calling) Know they all full of shame When they told us we would never be a thanggg (Aye) Stack in the lack And I'm back with the slaps On God no cap (On god no cap yea) Passing the Ave And I'm blasting past On god that's facts (On god thats facts yea) Stack in the lack (Stack stack stack stack) Back with the slaps (Back with the slaps yea) On God no cap (On God no cap yea) On God thats facts (Yea)

Aye take a pic Is you grinding or just mad that you ain't got it Take a pic Is you sliding or you riding auto pilot Take a pic You gon flip it or just waste the whole deposit Take a pic aye Take a pic now they got it Take a pic aye Yea now you niggas shinning Take a pic aye Oh I think these nigga got it Take a pic aye Matter fact fuck that shit take a flic wait Born in Cali I was raised in the south Country nigga wit some gold in his mouth Badass kid never been in the house Handle bars got my dawg riding shotgun and the park is in my route oh yea Throw up tackle till we on the field Acting like we in the NFL Sometimes we played in the streets concrete cuts that's made a nigga real Mama goin get peroxide Bubble up shit that's what make it heal Then I'm back let my tires peal Green box where we making deals UGK everything trill DGK ima grind for real (Aye... yea...) Aye take a pic Is you grinding or just mad that you ain't got it Take a pic Is you sliding or you riding auto pilot Take a pic You gon flip it or just waste the whole deposit Take a pic aye Take a pic now they got it Take a pic aye Yea now you niggas shinning Take a pic aye Oh I think these nigga got it Take a pic aye Matter fact fuck that shit aye take a flic wait Been on my way Is there much more for a nigga to say Put too much time into minimum wage So I'm turning the page Like what's the next chapter Checking the time on the face Ice in a blaze it's time to get paid I'm pushing it faster big up my pockets while owning my masters I ain't gotta master I'm more than a rapper Everything dope but I'm more than trapper Getting faded and hang wit my dawgs man life is much better with laughter Cuz I than had pain been filled up with rage, disappointment, and hate So I'm changing my ways working harder just to get on the stage Chasing dollars you can keep all the fame (Aye... yea...) Aye take a pic Is you grinding or just mad that you ain't got it Take a pic Is you sliding or you riding auto pilot Take a pic You gon flip it or just waste the whole deposit Take a pic aye Take a pic now they got it Take a pic aye Yea now you niggas shinning Take a pic aye Oh I think these nigga got it Take a pic aye Matter fact fuck that shit aye take a flic wait