Drunk Calls (I Miss You So Much...) Lyrics

Because I miss you so much

And um

I'm sorry that I'm crying right now but I'm drunk

And um

I miss you so much

And you know that this is bullshit

Yeah

For real

On my hustle I don't got no chill

100 when I'm steering behind the wheel

Praying for all my soldiers in the field

Waking up to seven freaky bitches in the morning

Voice messages and by her tone I know she horny

I piece nights together when everyone tell they story

I set the trend and give props to niggas that came before me

Let's raise the bar so how about we focus on our performance

I don't fuck with rats no it ain't no place for informants

Pop out at two places in a night no double jointed

Bay Area come up with slang when others say they coined it

This fake shit annoying

I try my best to go avoid it

I know my lifestyle might seem boring

Baby we can eat at Morton's

We can order all the portions

GT3 RS the Porsche

With a vibe I never force it

My songs produce the good endorphins

Swipe up on her story 'cause she searching for attention

Posting all my songs lip-singing with a mention

Live your dreams with me right now I'm plotting on a mansion

Upgrade your life you used to niggas from the trenches

Yeah for real

On my hustle I don't got no chill

100 when I'm steering behind the wheel

Praying for all my soldiers in the field

Make you wife one day

Be my bride or would you just deny me

Tell me now

Before I get too deep girl

I need you to be clearer

(I will wait for you)

For you

(I will wait)

For you

I will wait for you