i wrote this about no one (feat. Timmy Holiday)
Yeah
Black hoodie, grey sweatpants
I'm walking round like a dead man
I need help, and I need space
And I need you to come erase
These memories that you gave me
Reaching out to come save me
You could miss me with that hatred
You've always been on that same shit
Taking me back, take me away from that
Like all of the facts
And fill me with lies, cause I hate goodbyes
Hate when you said that we never could try
I ran a mile; you watched from the side
I put it in drive, but you wouldn't ride
Killing my ego, you cut off my body
Locked every door and left me to die
Gaining my trust, your eyes would lose it
You cover me with these cuts and these bruises
I couldn't talk bout the things you were doing
Everyone looking at me like I'm stupid, huh
Yeah, you want a friendship
Text me "I love you" I watch you unsend it
You disappear like I'm watching a friend and
You told your friends that you wish I would end it, uh
Ok, tell me, what is the point
Propane blowing up is a choice
Did this so you see me on top
Red pill throwing up like a toss
I'm sick to my stomach I'm faded
You live where the country is vacant
I sip when I think of you naked
Promise that you come when I made it
Didn't get a car yet
Told you in a year, I'll be all set
Now I'm all set when I'm offset
Take a private jet to them islands
I fly in and then buy them
Now they want to wonder where I went
Been thinking bout the time that I spent
With the girl that I still haven't found yet
Black hoodie, grey sweatpants
I'm walking round like a dead man
I need help, and I need space
And I need you to come erase
These memories that you gave me
Reaching out to come save me
You could miss me with that hatred
You've always been on that same shit
Taking me back, take me away from that
Like all of the facts
And fill me with lies, cause I hate goodbyes
Hate when you said that we never could try
I ran a mile; you watched from the side
I put it in drive, but you wouldn't ride
Killing my ego, you cut off my body
Locked every door and left me to die
Gaining my trust, your eyes would lose it
You cover me with these cuts and these bruises
I couldn't talk bout the things you were doing
Everyone looking at me like I'm stupid, huh
Yeah, you want a friendship
Text me "I love you" I watch you unsend it
You disappear like I'm watching a friend and
You told your friends that you wish I would end it, uh
Ok, tell me, what is the point
Propane blowing up is a choice
Did this so you see me on top
Red pill throwing up like a toss
I'm sick to my stomach I'm faded
You live where the country is vacant
I sip when I think of you naked
Promise that you come when I made it
Didn't get a car yet
Told you in a year, I'll be all set
Now I'm all set when I'm offset
Take a private jet to them islands
I fly in and then buy them
Now they want to wonder where I went
Been thinking bout the time that I spent
With the girl that I still haven't found yet
Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Tubbs, Jadon Converse
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