Talk To You lyrics

[Voicemail 1]

[Verse 1: Bizzy Crook]
They said the stars was too far
But now when I'm in the Wraith
I can touch em from the car
I can touch em from the car
f*ckin' all these little b*tches in the car
I got love for my n*ggas
Shout my dreamchasin' n*ggas
Man I f*ck with y'all n*ggas
Last week we had 13 Ghosts on the block
Aw sh*t, where the f*ck was Rah Digga
Ladies rub ya titties if you feel me
Ladies rub ya pussies if you love me
f*ck n*gga bust a gun, you tryna kill me
I'd make a mil if you n*ggas got love for me
Lately I been totally fine
I'm bout to cross over, borderline
Shout my n*gga Quan
He just lost his mom
And I been sittin' ignorin' mine
Nothin' personal I'm tryna get this cheddar
So we could live better
And man that n*gga Benz wetter
But you see how I’m gonna be by September
Fans always hit me like you been through some sh*t
My n*gga how'd you make it
And I ain't got no chance to fake it
Cuz I still ain't make it
What the f*ck I'm gon say
You know what n*ggas deal with
Everybody lost tryna find some real sh*t
And before we never talk again
Let me ask you a question real quick
Pursuit of Happiness somebody go ask Will Smith
How that n*gga got a crib in the hills
Ayo its hard to keep in touch without feel
[Voicemail 2]

[Verse 2: Bizzy Crook]
He said this sound is too fire
How come when I'm in the Wraith
I can touch her from the car
Can we talk
Nowadays I hardly ever wear the watch
Cuz I'd rather [?] the sky
These b*tches textin' my phone
I'm just wishin' you would call
So sometimes I hit the mall
No intent on shoppin' at all
f*cked this girl at the kiosk
Always stop to buy cologne
Funny sh*t is I already had it on
Rap game too stressful
They tryna be 22 and regretful
Writing my regrets on this pencil
That sh*t not fair
How my ex want a L
And all I wanted was somebody I could vent to
sh*t, can I talk to you please
Ridin' round the blood on the leaves
I mean its cool, everybody asleep
But see [?] 23
[Voicemail 3]