Yak Gotti – Truly Be Missed Lyrics


[Intro]
Uh, uh
Damn, what do we have here? When I get mad, nobody can calm me down
Tell these lil' niggas I want me a piece
Want me a piece of the pizza like Papa John
My dawg in the joint and his date say deceased
Pushed up my shit, do away with the keys
I do not see who adjacent to me
I do not think they can replace my G
Really, it look like they faking to me
Moved in the house, forty acres for me
You cannot be with my agents, you see
Cut her off 'cause she wasn't faithful to me
Then I just told her to take you
[Chorus]
Spice on Givenchy, I'm in it
I'm in [?] and used to be linen
Look at my page and say, "Dude, he be dripping"
Kiss like some thots, let that F&N kiss you
Call up my doctor, I need some prescriptions
Talk like I'm proper, I'm really a menace
To be continued or truly be missed
Truly be missed
Pour up, cool, great
I got ice on gold skate
That's my dawgs in ninth grade
We gon' remain part fate
He knew me since [?]
Maniac broad day
Yeah, got it always, Slatt Gotti, nigga, got [?]
[Verse 2]
I was eluding the law
I took a risk and I lost
Hump like I'm serving that raw
That that there turned me a boss
Better be luck I got caught
'Cause if I wasn't got caught, I would be somewhere putting that gun in your mouth
And you walk through your door and I'm sitting on your coach
Remember them days, I'm like, "What do they cost?"
[?] everything I seen, I bought
Nigga need a feature, hit the CashApp
Real recognize real, I never f*ck with CashApp
Know she wanna f*ck, that's why she walking with her ass out
Never give a hand now you asking for a handout
Take down your man, know you take the whole clan down
Stand down, clown
[Chorus]
Spice on Givenchy, I'm in it
I'm in [?] and used to be linen
Look at my page and say, "Dude, he be dripping"
Kiss like some thots, let that F&N kiss you
Call up my doctor, I need some prescriptions
Talk like I'm proper, I'm really a menace
To be continued or truly be missed
Truly be missed
Pour up, cool, great
I got ice on gold skate
That's my dawgs in ninth grade
We gon' remain part fate
He knew me since [?]
Maniac broad day
Yeah, got it always, Slatt Gotti, nigga, got [?] Okay, fine fifty-five
Damn (Slatt)
[Chorus]
Spice on Givenchy, I'm in it
I'm in [?] and used to be linen
Look at my page and say, "Dude, he be dripping"
Kiss like some thots, let that F&N kiss you
Call up my doctor, I need some prescriptions
Talk like I'm proper, I'm really a menace
To be continued or truly be missed
Truly be missed
Pour up, cool, great
I got ice on gold skate
That's my dawgs in ninth grade
We gon' remain part fate
He knew me since [?]
Maniac broad day
Yеah, got it always, Slatt Gotti, nigga, got [?]
[Verse 1]
He got a booboo, I laugh and sorry him
When I get to popping, thеy gon' call Dolly them
Riding with [?] just pulled up on Unfoonk
f*ck the crash stoppers so why you wan' call on them?