Woke late it's cool

Woke late skip school

Got high too soon

You a god damn fool

I be breaking my own rules

And These dudes love talk what they gon do

I need a cottenele roll for the shit that I'm going through

I should thought it through

I know I never do

And now she callin me

And never callin you

I miss my old girl

I miss my everything

I swear to god woulda gave that ass the wedding ring

But we older now movin on to better things

And all these slimey folks the only thing the Chedda brings

I let her breathe

Give her room

Dig it

I try hit to my old friends but they all bitches

I tried to go back to college but it wasn't the business

Only time I’m ever there was to smoke to kick it

Haven't seen ya ass minutes u should come to visit

I really miss your vision

I really miss your presence

Thinking bout u every time I'm singing

We should up and get it

I hit the weed fall back

Rip to the old me

Put it on the grave all caps

Only holiday hellos what's ya fuckin opinion on that

Momma said how u gonna take this life and go risk it on rap

Guess you never seen the bigger picture

I'm walking in the booth with a joint

And fifth liquor

Every year I'm getting slicker

I hate to say it every time the ladies comin quicker

Every week she gettin thicker

Every show the money bigger

Now I'm finnaly seein figures

Now we finnaly eatin dinner

On the low when we fell out I was fuckin around with ya sister

Me and Brownie got a vault sittin full of those heavy hitters

Typa shit when u hear it gon give u mafuckin shivers

But As of late when I wake I be thinking like damn I miss her