11PM with India (Outro) Jaeychino

[Intro]
Hey, Glo
Oh yeah
Slime, slime
Comin' through your hood, blowin' up every street
Oh yeah
Grra, grra, grra
Damn
It's like 11:00, I'm talkin' to India right now
I love you, Indy (Mhm)
Grra, grra, grra
Damn
Oh yeah

[Verse 1]
I woke up this morning, I thought about Blue
Man, free all the men, I'm still missin' 'em too
Man, Bam ain't here, but a nigga still hurt
Bro heart slowin' down, told him, "Chill on the percs."
You speakin' on me, I can't wait 'til I catch you
Junkies uptown still callin' me, "Nephew"
Got love for they hood, I been payin' they rent
I knew I was gon' blow when I was rappin' at Kent
We was starvin' like shit, man, niggas was hungry
Got back on my feet, nigga, shoutout to Tony
I started this shit, niggas know that they owe me
Put on for my way, I'm the neighborhood trophy
Still vent to my cup whеn I'm missin' my homies
I'm still fucked up, what they did to lil' Jay
And I feel likе Saddam, I could blow any day
How you hop in the streets and you turned to a sucker?
I think about Myles when I talk to his mother
Man, shit fucked up, nigga, free his big brother
Man, where would I be without Indy?
'Cause back in the day, I was goin' through Hell
Man, P's touched down, they got shipped through the mail
The way I finessed, I been flirtin' ol' girl
(The way I finessed, I been flirtin' ol' girl)
(Oh yeah)