Lyrics 50 Missed Calls - Guapo

I should′ve known when you stop picking up my calls
I should've known when I couldn′t reach none of my dawgs

My conscience keep on telling me that something ain't right
I normally always right when I follow my first mind
I need to follow the signs
But stealing is stealing nobody taking what's mine.
Run off with anything
And you′ll see Jason behind
With a mask and machete
Have you scared to sleep like Freddie
I′m the professor finessor you more like ed edd Eddie
Antisocial nigga with a bitch who friendly
She knew everybody that I knew when she met me
Baggin Mr Biggs
Got me felling contagious
Now im mad and raging
This can't happen to me
I can′t imagine that she
Wonder why all my niggas always laughing at me
No my bitch is at home
She wouldn't do me wrong.
She just not by her phone.
Or her shit just dead
Homicide keep popping up in my head
Dru hill keep banging on the back of my head

I should′ve known when you stop picking up my calls
I should've known when I couldn′t reach none of my dawgs

Riding up Southfield and I'm doing the dash
If she got some one at my crib I'm beating both of the ass
Feeling in like Uncle Sam
Honey baked you a ham
Walk in guess what I see not one nigga it′s 3
Got one doggying my bitch
It′s smell like condoms liq
I up the mag and I'm on tip
And bitch you better not say shit
Cuz you just got sucking dick
I use love you now I′m sick
I was post to marry you bitch
Now I'm gone bury bitch

Standing eye to eye with my gunner
Y′all ain't tell me that bitch was runner
And I been fucking with her all summer
Bro said we use to run her at Mumford

That′s crazy
Cuz I was thinking having a baby
Starting firing can't nothing contain me
Now I'm going crazy
Four bodies left in a crib
Walk away like shit it is what it is