X Marks the Spot

It's not real
Yeah u lie
Fuck you, cry
And I wonder why
It's not real
It's not real
It's not real aye
It's not real
It's not real
It's not real aye

Got you as my lock screen for no reason
Yeah it's sinning season
And I need cohesion
Yeah she white
Just like some semen
And I know she cheating how she see men (yeah)
Love? What's the meaning
You ain't gotta lie to me
She hate me when you eyeing me
That's that irony
I'm living life so terribly
My whole life's been a parody
I just need some clarity and therapy
And she used me for some currency
But hopefully she finally fall in love with me
Hope you fall in love with me

It's not real
Yeah u lie
Fuck you, cry
And I wonder why
It's not real
It's not real
It's not real aye
It's not real
It's not real
It's not real aye

Want all my love
Better catch it Lul Baby, falling in Love aye
Got the doves above
Started off as fun
Now we dummy in love
I'm running running now
Better catch up and catch up
I'm getting my funds up
My cash up, my cash up
Lil nigga you done fucked up
R.I.P. big bro
Took my only hope
I hope it ain't a joke
When I'm hanging off the rope
R.I.P. That nigga ERK
Or as y 'all say
E-R-K
Hope he's okay



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Writer(s): Adrian Torres
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