Afterthought

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McGuire on the beat, bitch

Do you know how it feels to be an afterthought (Nigga, what)
Make a nigga wanna go out and duck from the cops
I'm an attention seeking motherfucker, wanna be at the center
Never looking for that repentance, that's who I am, yeah
It hurts knowing no one will ever put that same energy that you was giving
You just live in maid, an indentured servant
Might as well be a slave, fuck a nigga damn name, like

Gotta fight for your life, no one cares and that's fine
You're alone, yeah, that's right
All I ever wanted was for you to look at me and think of me
The same way that you look at all these other motherfuckers
That be hanging on your neck and got they head up in yo ass
They don't know about the past, still treat me like an ass
When I make short pass at ya, that's too bad for ya
But it was worst for me, yeah

Am I an afterthought or an after-image (After-what)
You be looking at me but I swear that you don't see shit (No)
Hurts on the inside, but I try to hide it
Yeah, I learned ain't no nigga that I can confide in
Got so much shit stacked on ya plate
Ain't no way I can complain
The hurt we feel, I know it ain't the same
We the same, yet we too different
Couldn't be together, now it's finished

Wish it would've worked out, but it didn't
Ain't nobody know it cuz you hid it (Yeah, you hid it)
What was it about me that was different
I'm sorry that I couldn't seem to fit it in
Now what's up with a nigga, he acting indifferent
That's a problem though, years later and ya boy's still tryna cope
In a word, now my life is so fucking cut-throat
It's my problem when a nigga tryna cut throat, shit, bitch nigga try a little lower (Tr-try it)

Yeah, I'm over it
A nigga can only go so far, when his heart's sub par
I can't love no more, I ain't giving no love
No, fuck that bitch, yeah, it's over (Over)
I got shit up in my mind probably make him lose his mind
Too much for his head, nigga probably wake up dead
So just lay him in bed
No, that's a hearse, nigga (Yeah, that's a hearse)

Top me off, oh shit, it's poppin' off
Oh, my god, I'm falling off, no one's there to catch me
Yeah, you know I'm all alone, hold up, hold my phone
No one left to call, ain't nobody by my side, but if I'm bout to die
I'd bet you niggas hit my line
Yeah, niggas act like bitches and it ain't no surprise
Catch a bitch nigga slipping, see them on the rise