Trench Kjay X Scoota - Missed Call

I was handling business
Why I missed your call
I wake everyday
And say I miss my dog
Know ima stay solid
On all ten I can not fold
Million dollar dream
Cashing checks out
Through the mall
I done came from nothing
Best believe I want it all
And her pussy water Fiji
Drip niagara falls
My momma still
Hustlin over night
She love us all
Like malcolm in the middle
In the middle
I got us all I got us all
Straight A student
Bitch I ain't no dummy
Know it all
Shoot with precision
And yo don't stack it high
We pull it off
Take off your cap
No graduation
You can never want it all
Can't walk the stage
Them bullets hit
You can not walk I miss my dog
Ouuuu say I miss my dog
Camera lights action
Film my dog
Remind of your voice
So I can learn to turn it off
Dizzy of my past I smoke
A wood to brush it off
Yea yea yea yea
Pain to deep
No you can't heal it
Smoke a backwood
I don't get in my feelings
Get out my face
I don't play with no children
Heart to cold make a nigga
Start shivering
Yea yea
Handle my business
Leave a nigga flat
Can't have no witness
Been thru the struggle
You can tell by the symptoms
Pop my shit I feel like baby
Get a rolls royce truck
Ima drive it in the daily
Deuce 4 kid the eastside
Made me
Think life all good
But it's not all gravy
Not all gravy
Need you a session
Then you gotta pay me
He got a gun but it don't phase me
Money money money
Count up like the 80's
I was handling business
Why I missed your call
I wake everyday
And say I miss my dog
Know ima stay solid
On all ten I can not fold
Million dollar dream
Cashing checks out
Through the mall
Now everybody gotta story
But mines like a book
You flip page after page after page
See how I'm closing my thoughts
I got blood in my eyes
But I'm hurt so I fill it with rage
Smoking on blunt after blunt
Now I roll me a wood
Let me ask is reality same
I'm just a nigga for what
So you judging my look
My eyes you see a devil untamed
5 of us hungry my momma at work
Gotta think of a meal
So we planning and scheming
Momma she cooked but that
Shit getting old
And I'm hungry as fuck
What the fuck is we eating
Fuck it we thieving
Scheming with k9
We thinking of flipping
The store for some candy
And chips
Got me ready
Like fuck it I'm ready
Right now got me shaking
Like fuckit im feigning
Feeling conceited
Come form a hustle and grind
What you know let it shine
Feel better
I got plenty of reasons
Got plenty of reasons
Didn't have a penny
Got straight to scheming
Let out them demons
Lord forgive but I really need it
But I really need it
Back in high school
Hit licks still a genius
Zoom in the cavy
Gotta go top gear
You know I can't have no fear
Yo pockets light like a keystone beer
Told that girl don't touch my hair
Go a little lower
You can touch right there
Bad bitch wax
She don't do no nair
No she don't do no hair
She said she gon leave
But I do not care
Oh oh
But I do no care
Ohhhh
I do no care
Ohhh
It's pain everywhere
Ohhh
It's pain everywhere
Ohhh

Written by:
KiOdney Jenkins, Bobby Johnson

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