Lyrics

[Verse] I hope that girl gon ride I wrote you one day when I wasn't so live You opened my message but never replied I glo'd up, you hoe'd up, I laugh every time now I can't go to the mall 'cause bitches chase me every time And I just might go to war, that's why I keep a .45, shit They probably want me to hold it, they wishin' for indictments Looking for evidence but they never caught me typing Except for this letter I wrote for my guy Noon got knocked, how he 'posed to raise little Dada? Rapping with a melody, got em like nana-nana Your girl top me and four of my bros, she top five I still think about you, but why try