Feel Like
You said that I been distant for a minute
Feel like I been losing me
Been missing for a minute
Dedication killing me
Been locked in on them riches
I don't even see my friends for real
I wish the I could kick it
Every time we speak
Feel like I'm talking to a stranger
You say you love me
Things you do might put my love in danger
I don't regret a thing I said to you out of my anger
How you ask why I'm cold hearted
Knowing you the one to blame
I can look up in yo eyes see you don't love me for real
You just here cause you think that I'm bouta come up for real
You just want a bag
You clinging onto me for a meal
One up run up drop yo come up
Get yo funds up for real
Uh
People talking bout me they don't know me
Money can't supply the things you owe me
Pain inside
I might let it control me
Yea Yea
People talking bout me they don't know me
Money can't supply the things you owe me
Pain inside
I might let it control me
I can look up in yo eyes see you don't love me for real
You just here cause you think that I'm bouta come up for real
You just want a bag
You clinging onto me for a meal
One up run up drop yo come up
Get yo funds up for real
Uh
People talking bout me they don't know me
Money can't supply the things you owe me
Pain inside
I might let it control me
Feel like I been losing me
Been missing for a minute
Dedication killing me
Been locked in on them riches
I don't even see my friends for real
I wish the I could kick it
Every time we speak
Feel like I'm talking to a stranger
You say you love me
Things you do might put my love in danger
I don't regret a thing I said to you out of my anger
How you ask why I'm cold hearted
Knowing you the one to blame
I can look up in yo eyes see you don't love me for real
You just here cause you think that I'm bouta come up for real
You just want a bag
You clinging onto me for a meal
One up run up drop yo come up
Get yo funds up for real
Uh
People talking bout me they don't know me
Money can't supply the things you owe me
Pain inside
I might let it control me
Yea Yea
People talking bout me they don't know me
Money can't supply the things you owe me
Pain inside
I might let it control me
I can look up in yo eyes see you don't love me for real
You just here cause you think that I'm bouta come up for real
You just want a bag
You clinging onto me for a meal
One up run up drop yo come up
Get yo funds up for real
Uh
People talking bout me they don't know me
Money can't supply the things you owe me
Pain inside
I might let it control me
Credits
Writer(s): Emon Green
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