Gonna Blow

Rayjoe gonna blow, go to the top, he gone score. Yo bitch tryna fuck, but I'm like hell no. Bitch I stay on my toes, can't fuck witchu hoes. Niggas say shit, don't matter anymore. But I stay chasing that bag, lil nigga get yo bands. Where was you at, when I needed hand, Where was my family, when I needed them. Childhood been all alone. All in the dark, late nights in the cold. Late nights in the cold Late nights in the cold. Some days I feel happier than most. Really just wanna walk on a stage, people singing my songs, screaming my name. Damn, got no time to waste. Everyone says Rayjoe ain't okay, bitch I'm straight, doing me. Fuck what theses niggas think.