Truly Be Missed

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Uh, uh
 Damn, what do we have here?
 Okay, fine, fifty-five
 Damn (Slatt)
 Spice on Givenchy, I'm in it
 I'm at the house and used to be linen
 Look at my page and say, "Dude, he be drippin'"
 Just like some thots, let that F.N. kiss you
 Call up my doctor, I need some prescriptions
 Talk like I'm proper, I'm really a menace
 To be continued or truly be missed, truly be missed
 Pour up, cool, great, I got ice on, skate
 That's my dawgs in ninth grade, we gon' remain part-fate
 He knew me since my take, maniac broad day
 Yeah, got it always, Slatt Gotti, nigga, ain't got dawgs' place
 He got a boo-boo, I laugh and sorry him
 When I get to poppin', they gon' call Dolly them
 Ridin' with Mootoo, just pulled up on Unfoonk
 Fuck the crash-stoppers so why you wan' call on them? (Ayy)
 When I get mad, nobody can calm me down (Nah)
 Tell these lil' niggas I want me a piece (Want me a)
 Want me a piece of the pizza like Papa John (Piece of)
 My dawg in the joint and his date say deceased ('Ceased)
 Pushed up my shit, do away with the keys (Woo)
 I do not see who adjacent to me (Nah)
 I do not think they can replace my G (No)
 Really, it look like they fakin' to me (Fakin' to)
 Moved in the house, forty acres for me
 You cannot be with my agents, you see (Cannot be)
 Cut her off 'cause she wasn't faithful to me (Yeah, no)
 Then I just told her to take you (Uh)
 Spice on Givenchy, I'm in it
 I'm in the house and used to be linen
 Look at my page and say, "Dude, he be drippin'"
 Just like some thots, let that F.N. kiss you
 Call up my doctor, I need some prescriptions
 Talk like I'm proper, I'm really a menace
 To be continued or truly be missed, truly be missed
 Pour up, cool, great, I got ice on, gold skate
 That's my dawgs in ninth grade, we gon' remain part-fate
 He knew me since my take, maniac broad day
 Yeah, got it always, Slatt Gotti, nigga, ain't got dawgs' place
 I was eludin' the law (Eludin' the law)
 I took a risk and I lost (Risk and I lost)
 Hump like I'm servin' that raw (Raw, yeah)
 That, that there turned me a boss (Yeah, boss)
 Better be luck, I got caught (I caught)
 'Cause if I wouldn't got caught,
 I would be somewhere puttin' that gun in your mouth
 And you walk through your door and I'm sittin' on your coach
 Remember them days, I'm like, "What do they cost?"
 Yeah, hoke up everything I seen, I bought
 Nigga, need a feature? Hit the CashApp
 Real recognize real, I never fuck with CashApp
 Know she wanna fuck, that's why she walkin' with her ass out
 Never give a hand, now you askin' for a handout
 Check down your man,
 Know you take the whole clan down, stand down, clown
 Spice on Givenchy, I'm in it
 I'm at the house and used to be linen (Used to be linen)
 Look at my page and say, "Dude, he be drippin'" (Dude, he be drip)
 Just like some thots, let that F.N. kiss you (Mwah)
 Call up my doctor, I need some prescriptions (I need)
 Talk like I'm proper, I'm really a menace (Really a menace)
 To be continued or truly be missed (Yeah), truly be missed
 Pour up, cool, great, I got ice on (Ice on), skate
 That's my dawgs in ninth grade,
 We gon' remain part-fate (Remain part-fate)
 He knew me since my take, maniac broad day (Maniac broad day)
 Yeah, got it always, Slatt Gotti, nigga, ain't got dawgs' place
 

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Duration
03:15
Key
9
Tempo
118 BPM

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