MISS YOU BLOOD Mozzy

[Intro]
(Paper & Ink made this)

[Chorus]
Ooh, I be thinkin' 'bout you more than often
Thinkin' 'bout you in that coffin got me sick as fuck
'Bout yo' name, we gon' live it up
It be days I feel like givin' up, nigga, miss you, blood
Ooh, I be thinkin' 'bout you more than often
Thinkin' 'bout you in that coffin got me sick as fuck
'Bout yo' name, we gon' live it up It be days I feel like givin' up, nigga, miss you, blood

[Verse 1]
Thug with me, can't forget who all was in the slums with me
Can't forget the ones who gave me drum when it was up with me
Ghazi tapped in and cut the check, know he fuck with me
Gotti tapped in, cut the check, know he fuck with me
Gave granny forty somethin' thou' when I was up fifty
Heavily sedated, niggas always got that cup with him
Thinkin' 'bout my dog, I can't wait until they free Surf
Rap is overrated, but it pays me so I keep workin'
Lot of self-reflection, I've been tryna get my mind right
Stand on any business that concern me, talk to my mind
Put on for the corner that my lil' brother bled on
Pull up to the site just to sanitize his headstone