I'm missing the mates that i used to know.
That's why they can't mess up my flow
So much cash, that i never look towards my past, fuck reminiscing, cuz theres nothing im missing,
Street fameall out warfare, eye for a eyebustin on my enemies bad boy killing
I said i was done with the dissing, and i was but something was missing
Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing
Yo i ain't gonna dies u or else i'll miss u
Man, this nigga ugly and he raps, ooh
Because i was what you’re missing.
Called it an ep, they said i’m tripping
I am the missing piece in this puzzle.
Forever i ain't run yet and i never will
And you know i aint missing
Flapjack, ooh he bring
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