D DEE kid - Missed Call

Hey, in case nobody's asked you this today
Are you okay
Are you really fine
I mean, you know it's okay to feel a little off sometimes
It's all right that you don't wanna smile
You don't need to explain bad moments away
We all get them and get through them
Don't forget that even the darkest clouds
Have the sun shining on the other side
So give it time and you will be fine
Eventually, most likely
You'll feel the corners of your mouth naturally rise
And you'll know that it's real
Because everybody will be able to see it in your eyes
But until then, I was just calling to check on you
Because I was thinking of you
And I wanted to make sure that you're doing okay
Let me know if you're not
I'm always here if you need to talk
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Huh, me and D.O. make it out, huh
Learning all the steps, inside this love shit, trying to find a route
I just want to hit his top, rock no baby bottle pop
I try to end beef shit, but he just want the fucking cops involved
I don't really fuck with y'all, these people always piss me off
Say I'm white as fuck and, I can't rap, but what my song be on
Purposely that murder shit, that's what got my brother hit
I say R.I.P. to Taylor Heath, I make that 30 spit
Spin on block and FN's huh, I don't care who friends he with
I was fucking on that friendly bitch, can't even figure out what man she with
Huh I can't even understand the bitch, I was throwing up shots 3 man got hit
You know damn well broken hearts, can't be fixed with no bandages huh
That's what I'm explaining bitch, just look at the song I'm singing bitch "huh"
Get on the beat, start flaming shit, you a fuckboy so start claiming shit
Call me broke asf all you want, just know that that fame gon hit
Yeah I got this stick, but I can't die from no ankle hit
Better watch your back, these people snakes and they'll slime you out
If it's from my blood, straight to the hood, they know it's slaughterhouse
Never forget the day when it rained, took a better route
Drugs inside my body, everyday feel like I'm fading out
Huh, what the fuck, who really is turnt as us
If you roll with Chance, you know damn well that you can't fuck with us
I know I ain't rude, but I ain't gon' be sweet to no goofy bitch
I know what I figured out, love a game, no in or out
Don't ever trust a bitch, they set you up just cause they want some clout
Free lil' P.A. Jizzle out the cell, we know he coming back
Nah, we can't get him back, uncles out here selling crack
Grandma raised me 14 years, I bet i fucking give her that
Pied down, never lack, he said he wanted 10 for 10
I told him just stop playing with me, I'm just chilling, laying back
But if you want the smoke, he better know, don't give a fuck where its at
In the parking lot, pump a gas, we gon' fire his ass
Run that money up and go get high, and then we smash these hoes
If she fine asf she got a butt you know I'm just dicking her though, no leaving a hoe
If She seem to never walk away, then just go cheat on a hoes, no feeding a hoe
Just leave her alone, cause she is a hoe, man, I miss Lil' Beatzy, said I ain't seen him in some months
GDG, I fuck with you, we made a song about A1
Kenzie talking about she leaving me, but she know she inlove
You ain't nothing like them other, girls, to me, you number one
Huh, what the fuck, I'm trying to catch a kill or sum
Ski up, all black, white sock, mismatched, OFF-white, bad bitch, Talk right, she a mad chick she walk right
These VVS's on a dark night, huh, who gon' be there for me when I'm down, up on my ass
I get back up, don't call my phone, trying to talk to me, cause I'm just gon' hang it up
My girl, bad bitch, blonde hair, fine shit, right here, they just tell me time heals
Opps mad, they dying, I got that girl, she crying, fuck the hoe, leave the bitch
That pussy wet, it's leaking shit, I leave it hickee on her tit, me and bro gon' team the bitch
Thick shit, long hair, pulling that shit like come here, huh, mama told me it's gon' get better some fuckin' day
But you weren't there for me when I was raised, now you trying time too late, this shit like every fuckin' day, is you really here to stay
Billy, you a bitch, keep talking shit, just run my 30 fade, to my older brother, yeah, I hope you graduate
We gon' make it out this, bullshit, get a life and fade away, fuck the fakes, we keep it real, ain't got no fuckin' Time to waste
On the grind like everyday, and we ain't got no time to play, I'm just gon' play with mini-draces, told the hoe, Get out my face
She said my music fuckin' ass, but ain't you beatin' to my bass, I bet these bullets penetrate, numbers keep on Addin' up
Catchin' bodies everyday, this shit gon' get my status up, fuck all of that magic stuff, come through beamin' Tragic stuff
Yeah, you got you a bitch, but I got me a classy one, nails done, glasses on, head noddin' to the song, ass is Bouncin' on the floor, these bodies drop like dominoes, huh
These bodies dry like dominoes, huh, uh, your body's dry like dominoes, huh, these body's dry like dominoes

Written by:
Dalton Cross

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