Lost My Voice

[Intro]
(Wake Up, F1LTHY)
Uh-huh
Ghetto
Let Me Hear It, Alright

[Chorus]
I Talk So Much Shit, I Done Lost My Voice
Callin’ All These Hits Done Made Me Lost My Voice
Arguin’ Over A Pint Of Trish, I Done Lost My Voice
I Still Got My F**kin’ Lam’ Truck, I’m Finna Drop Rolls-royce
I Lost My Voice From Callin’ Hits
I Lost My Voice From Talkin’ Shit
They Say I Lost My Voice, They Think I Lost My Flow
They Keep Pissin’ Me Off, I Won’t Talk No More

[Verse 1]
Humble Boss, Nigga, I’ll Still Walk To The Store
Bundle Soft, Bust It Out The Wrapper, Cook Some Dope
Choke A Nigga Out With A Jump Rope
I Hit His Ass So Many Times, My Gun Broke
She Said Her Pu**y Bleedin’, What Your Tongue For?
What The F**k Do You Got Gums For?
Why The F**k You Chewin’ Gum For?
What, Your Breath Stank? Damn, You A Dumb Ho, Ayy
The B**ch Lost Her Voice Tryna Suck D**k
I Ain’t Gon’ Lie, One Day I Had To Trick For A Four Of Trish
Yes, I Let Auntie Put Her Lips On It
Your Motherf**kin’ Chip Got Too Much Dip On It
One-man Army, I’ll Go Against Six Opponents
Arp With The Piece, It Got Sixty On It
Gotta Watch Out How I Move ’cause My Earrings Cost Two Hundred
They’ll Clip Me For ’em, But I’ll Flip Somethin’ For ’em
Went On Live Freestylin’ And They Clip Farmin’
Tryna Steal My Style
I Think My Voice Gone ’cause The Black & Mild
Ain’t Seen My Kids In Two Weeks, I Can’t Crack A Smile
The Whole Fam Dependin’ On Me, I Can’t Let ’em Down
Eleven Thousand For A Verse, But You Could Talk Me Down
Five Cars In My Motherf**kin’ Driveway, The F**k I Look Like Walkin’ ’round?

[Chorus]
I Talk So Much Shit, I Done Lost My Voice (Wake Up, F1Lthy)
Callin’ All These Hits Done Made Me Lost My Voice
Arguin’ Over A Pint Of Trish, I Done Lost My Voice
I Still Got My F**kin’ Lam’ Truck, I’m Finna Drop Rolls-royce
I Lost My Voice From Callin’ Hits
I Lost My Voice From Talkin’ Shit
They Say I Lost My Voice, They Think I Lost My Flow
They Keep Pissin’ Me Off, I Won’t Talk No More

[Verse 2]
Eleven Hundred Down The Drain, I Just Bought A Four
Why The F**k It Ain’t No Drank And I Just Bought A Four?
I Put The Whole Four In My Cup
Jay Bought A Quarter, Put The Whole Thing In His Blunt, B**ch
I’d Never Put My Thing In Your Butt, B**ch
Big Body, This B**ch Like Train Or A Bus, B**ch
She Called And Told Her Friends That I Cum Quick
A Nigga Touch My Mans, I’ma Come Quick
I Come With Urgency
Just Text The Drank Man, “It’s A Emergency”
He Brought Syrup To Me
Freeze Held Me Down My Whole Bid, He Deserve A V
I Done Had So Many M’s So Many F**kin’ Times, I Deserve A B
They Shot My House Up, I Deserve A B
Come Watch Me Work This Chopper, Come Learn With Me
I’m Tryna Show You How To Do Somethin’
I Start Countin’ This Money 9 O’clock A.M., Now It’s 2-somethin’
It’s Gon’ Take Some Hours Without Money Counters
Gaffle Boys Hit The Club And Make A Money Shower
I Grew Up Havin’ Money Problems, Public Housin’
Now I Just Sold One Song, Two Hundred Thousand