Testo In My Walls

Ain’t a mouthpiece for ya, I know when you call, I don’t respond
You want me to be like you, then I won’t get very far
I need to see my girls again, these weeks are stretching long
I need to see my boys again, eight years we’ve been apart
My mind’s a mansion, only knows how to be haunted from afar
I pray we meet again, we can only say inshallah
And everything I do’s a feast for your eyes, I withdraw
And even when you’re far from me, I feel you in my walls
No rush
I just gotta...

Make me nervous, got me stutterin' when I'm talking
Yeah, Kanye reference track, I'm on my thumalumahuh shit
Tired of the bullshit...