Voicemail Lyrics

Tryna adjust to this shit in this crazy life I seen shorty last night, gave her crazy pipe

I faded off the zen, wood got me feelin' right Fucked the bitch, took her back home, she

ain't stay the night Somethin' bout the shit that I been on just ain't sittin' right She told me that my dick might get hard, but

She ain't meant to light Can't cut my ties with my bros, not with the

Biggest knife Remember when you tried in Texas, girl I still ain't get the message

How you left me, talkin' down on me with

your friends flexin'

Even when I laid it down and ate that ass

For early breakfast How you dis on me, your homie, bitch I was your whole protector Now you gon' want me, you lonely, but that'll be the wrong suggestion So stay away from your ass, it's for my own

protection And feelings like STDs, girl I ain't tryna

Catch you, shit In the end I guess I'm mad, but it ain't even

Bout that ass It's more about what we had, girl

For real, it's what we had Sentin' all the right shit that make you

Mad I come through, give you good dick when you

Feelin' sad But it ain't even bout that ass, it's more

About what we had, girl Facts, it's what we had

Sentin' all the right shit that made you mad I come through, give you good dick when you

feelin' sad But it ain't even bout that ass, it's more

About what we had, girl And that's the shit that gets you

This love shit's the issue For me to hate you so much but still fuckin

Miss you You piss me off to the point to where I wanna hit you But the feelings that I have won't let them

Punches get through I'm old, different from your previous

Why the fuck you out here got me feelin' like I needed this

This relationship's in the past, that's why I'm leavin' it

Cause when my eyes dried, I realized I never needed shit

The music that I write on the spot is where the pain is

With you, I'm probably somethin' I'm not Calvin Cambridge, you tried to drag me down from the top But bitch, I made it

I hit you at the bottom thot and still doin' the same shit

So you won't get no snap from me, so bitch, don't ever ask for me

I'm too unstable to give a fuck about your casualties

Bitch, that why you mad at me

Then I guess you stooped Cause life too short to be walkin' around clueless

And why they kill my brother, Vani Love

My brother gone, not nobody feelin' Vani hugs

I'm guessin' they ain't give two fucks on who Vani loved

I still got Vani guns, I feed your ass Vani slug

How you take that type of love

Why you break that type of bond

Why you take my brother and the son from his fuckin' mom

I think about it all the time, but I stay stoned

Roll my stress up in this wood and get stoned

Cause that's the way to get away from the pain

I think about this life I live and will it change

Like will it change

I think about this life I live, like will it change