Goin MIA

I'm going M.I.A Every time they need a hand, they make that call to me

But every time I need them, they no where 'round my way

Get the fuck up out my face, what? Talkin' bout what it take, boy

Turn around and get paid, boy Me and you, not the same boy

We do not share the same blood Yeah, I'm mad, got a bunch of love

For the ones that let me down Off the drugs, when I make these sounds

Balmain, when they see me now All lames, I point 'em right out

My chain, will light up the crowd Same lane, even when it go south

Bang, bang, put it right to your mouth Damn shame, got left on the couch

Plain Jane, can't fake that amount Long road, but the life that I chose