GREAF
MOCKBEE FREESTYLE
[Intro]
You are now tuned in to 77.7 L.O.V.E. radio
For your heart aches and heartbreaks
You're here to fill the void

[Verse]
[?] floatin' through my left ear and through my right
I'm just feelin' okay, not fine, but I hide
In my room till I find a way back to you
I'ma try to find the quick stand that I'm fallin' through
Cover it up with some men now
I'ma pull up, I'ma stretch out
I can tell you that I'm low-go
5150 on my shoulder [?]
If you wanna show up, I don't wanna go
Back to Nicholas sent to hospital
But I'm jotted there
If you got my shit
If you wanna ask, boutta [?]
That's me, free TVs
Sony 85 and screens
I don't give a fuck, I do your city
I'ma pull up, and I'll get the shit litty
Like it was back in 2012
And the woe, we couldn't even tell
If we got a fuckin' studio in my right side
Singin' out ahead of our Cincinati
On the mutherfucker 'cause I gotta get it running
The mockbee's missin', that's a fox night subject
I'ma pull up like a fuckin' hot topic
[?]
I don't give a fuck fucking shit about a damn thing
Selling thrifty clothes
On a hang of rag, I didn't even know
That I'm finna fall in love with this beautiful women
I don't wanna talk bad 'cause I saw it comin'
Now I know that I ain't gonna see her again
In the same fuckin' place, and she not with the friend
She all alone and she callin' hell
That's me, callin' me on my fuckin' Iphone 7
I'ma pull up with the fuckin' Mac-11
And protect the motherfucker
But I ain't touchin' on a trigger
'cause I ain't need it
I'ma pull up like a motherfucker [?]
And I pray, every single time, that I'll be alright
When I go to Cincinnati, 'cause I know all how
And I know it's not the same
California's all okay
But I'm gonna stay in San Diego
With my grandmother and my uncle and my halo
In my fuckin' room, I'ma be okay
Angel wings cut, but I'm still flyin'
Oh, oh, oh
Can you hear me? Hannah Rogers
Are you watching me through the screen, through the glass
Can you see your dad?
Can you see your mom? Let me know, oh, oh
I love y'all, but I miss you so much it's not fun
I don't wanna be alone no more
Come out to me and we'll go on tour
Out to New York, and Florida
I'ma see you, you're the one that I love
And I'm coming soon, baby girl
Don't need to long in the middle of my room
I'ma see you real soon