Miss You Too Songtext
I'm tryna love on you
Mm
I'm tryna love on you
(Bugz Ronin, he gon' run it up)
Mm
How am I supposed to act like this shit be all cool? (Cool)
Yeah, he been my dawg since we was lil' dudes, yeah (Yeah)
Met the fam', blowin' grams, fuck with ma dukes, yeah (Ma dukes)
How they expecting me to go, go?
Mm
I'm tryna love on you
(Bugz Ronin, he gon' run it up)
Mm
How am I supposed to act like this shit be all cool? (Cool)
Yeah, he been my dawg since we was lil' dudes, yeah (Yeah)
Met the fam', blowin' grams, fuck with ma dukes, yeah (Ma dukes)
How they expecting me to go, go?
I'm fucked up, niggas don't know, know
I'm fucked up, I feel it so, so
I'm fucked up, niggas don't know, know (Yeah)
I'm fucked up, I feel it so, so (Yeah)
Nigga hit my phone, ain't nothin' to talk about (Talk about)
Remember we would be out on the town? Yeah (Woah)
And I know it wasn't your fault, but sometimes, I still blame you
It just hurt to see you go, why the Earth be so cold?
Had to take a day just to pour it up until it's all gonе
I still get paid, why do it even mattеr? I don't know
I'll do anything to talk to my dawg one more time
Got the phone call, I was shocked, I couldn't even cry
How am I supposed to act like this shit be all cool? (Cool)
Yeah, he been my dawg since we was lil' dudes, yeah (Yeah)
Met the fam', blowin' grams, fuck with ma dukes, yeah (Ma dukes)
How they expecting me to go, go?
I'm fucked up, niggas don't know, know
I'm fucked up, I feel it so, so I'm fucked up, niggas don't know, know (Ayy)
I'm fucked up, I feel it so, so
Ayy, jail call with my dawg, wasn't even tryna look at my phone, yeah
Conversation with the Lord, I keep waking up on cold sweat (Ayy)
Big-body in the lot if you ever wonder where a nigga love was at
Different life, God chose, if I'd known, I'd never chose that
Screamin', "Free my bro," shit too burnt, can't even post that (Ayy)
OT with the White folks, I was busy, tryna bring a load back
Both feet on the fence, can't even vent, I feel like phone tapped
Tell me how a nigga supposed to act? I'm young, rich, and I'm grievin'
How am I supposed to act like this shit be all cool? (Cool)
Yeah, he been my dawg since we was lil' dudes, yeah (Yeah)
Met the fam', blowin' grams, fuck with ma dukes, yeah (Ma dukes)
How they expecting me to go, go?
I'm fucked up, niggas don't know, know
I'm fucked up, I feel it so, so
I'm fucked up, niggas don't know, know (Yeah)
I'm fucked up, I feel it so, so
I'm tryna love on you
I'm tryna love on you
I'm fucked up, I feel it so, so
I'm fucked up, niggas don't know, know (Yeah)
I'm fucked up, I feel it so, so (Yeah)
Nigga hit my phone, ain't nothin' to talk about (Talk about)
Remember we would be out on the town? Yeah (Woah)
And I know it wasn't your fault, but sometimes, I still blame you
It just hurt to see you go, why the Earth be so cold?
Had to take a day just to pour it up until it's all gonе
I still get paid, why do it even mattеr? I don't know
I'll do anything to talk to my dawg one more time
Got the phone call, I was shocked, I couldn't even cry
How am I supposed to act like this shit be all cool? (Cool)
Yeah, he been my dawg since we was lil' dudes, yeah (Yeah)
Met the fam', blowin' grams, fuck with ma dukes, yeah (Ma dukes)
How they expecting me to go, go?
I'm fucked up, niggas don't know, know
I'm fucked up, I feel it so, so I'm fucked up, niggas don't know, know (Ayy)
I'm fucked up, I feel it so, so
Ayy, jail call with my dawg, wasn't even tryna look at my phone, yeah
Conversation with the Lord, I keep waking up on cold sweat (Ayy)
Big-body in the lot if you ever wonder where a nigga love was at
Different life, God chose, if I'd known, I'd never chose that
Screamin', "Free my bro," shit too burnt, can't even post that (Ayy)
OT with the White folks, I was busy, tryna bring a load back
Both feet on the fence, can't even vent, I feel like phone tapped
Tell me how a nigga supposed to act? I'm young, rich, and I'm grievin'
How am I supposed to act like this shit be all cool? (Cool)
Yeah, he been my dawg since we was lil' dudes, yeah (Yeah)
Met the fam', blowin' grams, fuck with ma dukes, yeah (Ma dukes)
How they expecting me to go, go?
I'm fucked up, niggas don't know, know
I'm fucked up, I feel it so, so
I'm fucked up, niggas don't know, know (Yeah)
I'm fucked up, I feel it so, so
I'm tryna love on you
I'm tryna love on you