Notices Meh

They be talking bout someone else, they all must be blind
Bitch I'm living all my days, please don't mess my grind
Bitch I'll be so high, got me looking at the sky yea
Looking at the sky yea
Looking at the sky yea

Jumping on a jet yea
Now we heading west
Over in Seattle
You know we the best
Flying in a space coupe
Got my foot on rest
Now we look at you
Wishing you were blessed

Gawwwdamn, why you always mad
You just wanna hate me and that shit seems to amaze me
It will never hurt me, got you looking all so crazy
Searching for a bag yea, like my name is Davy
She will never love me but she still call me my baby
That boy you call daddy still shopping at Old Navy
Bought a Gucci bag and that shit always looks wavy
Making couple racks yea, and that shit is on a daily

They be talking bout someone else, they all must be blind
Bitch I'm living all my days, please don't mess my grind
Bitch I'll be so high, got me looking at the sky yea
Looking at the sky yea
Looking at the sky yea

They be talking bout someone else, they all must be blind
Bitch I'm living all my days, please don't mess my grind
Bitch I'll be so high, got me looking at the sky yea
Looking at the sky yea
Looking at the sky yea



Credits
Writer(s): Khan Nguyen
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