Missed Calls

You know, you're making me go out of my mind
 And I'm not kidding, I'm not kidding
 I can't handle this like you can
 I'm begging you, as a human being
 To please call me back
 I don't want to say it but I had to
 Good drugs on me but I'm bad news
 GothBoiClique in the back too
 Got the tattoo baby 'cause I had to, missed call
 All black Benz smokin' gas too
 I'ma hurt you bad 'til I have you
 I'ma have you, baby, I'ma have you, all mine
 I would take a life for you if I had to
 Say I got her mind racing like a track meet
 And my niggas blunt facing on the backstreet
 GothBoiClique in the back room
 Take a sip of this, it change your attitude
 Hurt Cobeezy in the streets, there ain't no substitutes
 Hurt Cobeezy, foreign mansion with a prostitute
 Is there heaven for a thug? Is there heaven for you?
 Therapy for me is gettin' hit with tattoos
 I'm a goth boy but I keep a strap too
 Goth boy, baby, yeah, I had to
 All the racks and recognition all overdue
 When the Xanny hit my system, I'm so over you
 When the Perc hit my system, I'm so over you
 Made a promise to my niggas, I'ma see it through
 Big body dripping on them, all white, all white
 Like that good she playing with all night, all night, yeah
 Rain falls, missed calls
 Rain falls, missed calls
 Rain falls, missed calls
 Rain falls, missed calls