IMY (I Miss You) Lyrics

Can't look his killer in his face cuz we lost Jack to diabetes

We was on the road to riches but my niggas tried to beat me

Like John Cena I seen it coming but these Niggas they can't see me and I know they wanna be me

But they can't be me

If she a vegan but don't got manners I still say it's nice to meet you

All my life you been ungrateful but I'm steady

Tryna please you

I still can't help that I miss you

I let patron drown my pain then forget all my issues Yeah Yeah

High school I ain't even play football but all my niggas passing

I could never picture myself seeing you inside a casket

He call the play like quarterback I called him Ryan Fitzpatrick

Just like a natural disaster

We spin ya block then spin again and then they watch the news after

I'm doing better without you too but it be nice to have you

No church on Sunday but they say I preach just like a pastor

My old head once told me just get the money bitches after

I know a killer who keep his hammer he like Bob the builder

I ain't never get along wit my parents I felt just Matilda

And you know I dont fuck wit Ricky but it's long live my nigga Cardo

He got set up by one of these hoes I swear these bitches shallow

Can't look his killer in his face cuz we lost Jack to diabetes

We was on the road to riches but my niggas tried to beat me

Like John Cena I seen it coming but these Niggas they can't see me and I know they wanna be me

But they can't be me

If she a vegan but don't got manners I still say it's nice to meet you

All my life you been ungrateful but I'm steady

Tryna please you

I still can't help that I miss you

I let patron drown my pain then forget all my issues Yeah Yeah

Still screaming Long Live Scotty we gone shoot straight for the vesta

Gotta charge my phone and charge my car I might pull up in aTesla

I be dressed in palm angels but these niggas they can't read me

Keep my phone on DND a slim chance you probably reach me

Stabbed in my back so many times I'm battling the reaper

Im still gone smoke the devils lettuce never quit my reefer

I lost my niggas back to back and you ain't check on me

You know I'm coming Number one I'm never secondly

Can't look his killer in his face cuz we lost Jack to diabetes

We was on the road to riches but my niggas tried to beat me

Like John Cena I seen it coming but these Niggas they can't see me and I know they wanna be me

But they can't be me

If she a vegan but don't got manners I still say it's nice to meet you

All my life you been ungrateful but I'm steady

Tryna please you

I still can't help that I miss you

I let patron drown my pain then forget all my issues Yeah Yeah