[Voicemail 1]

[Verse 1: Bizzy Crook]
They said the stars was too far
But now when I'm in the Wraith
I can touch em from the car
I can touch em from the car
Fuckin' all these little bitches in the car
I got love for my n***as
Shout my dreamchasin' n***as
Man I fuck with y'all n***as
Last week we had 13 Ghosts on the block
Aw shit, where the fuck was Rah Digga
Ladies rub ya titties if you feel me
Ladies rub ya pussies if you love me
Fuck n***a bust a gun, you tryna kill me
I'd make a mil if you n***as got love for me
Lately I been totally fine
I'm bout to cross over, borderline
Shout my n***a Quan
He just lost his mom
And I been sittin' ignorin' mine
Nothin' personal I'm tryna get this cheddar
So we could live better
And man that n***a Benz wetter
But you see how I’m gonna be by September
Fans always hit me like you been through some shit
My n***a how'd you make it
And I ain't got no chance to fake it
Cuz I still ain't make it
What the fuck I'm gon say
You know what n***as deal with
Everybody lost tryna find some real shit
And before we never talk again
Let me ask you a question real quick
Pursuit of Happiness somebody go ask Will Smith
How that n***a got a crib in the hills
Ayo its hard to keep in touch without feel
[Voicemail 2]

[Verse 2: Bizzy Crook]
He said this sound is too fire
How come when I'm in the Wraith
I can touch her from the car
Can we talk
Nowadays I hardly ever wear the watch
Cuz I'd rather [?] the sky
These bitches textin' my phone
I'm just wishin' you would call
So sometimes I hit the mall
No intent on shoppin' at all
Fucked this girl at the kiosk
Always stop to buy cologne
Funny shit is I already had it on
Rap game too stressful
They tryna be 22 and regretful
Writing my regrets on this pencil
That shit not fair
How my ex want a L
And all I wanted was somebody I could vent to
Shit, can I talk to you please
Ridin' round the blood on the leaves
I mean its cool, everybody asleep
But see [?] 23
[Voicemail 3]