Re$t Easy
I Gotta watch just where I'm stepping
I can't let em catch me slipping nah
(No, I can't let em catch me slipping)
I got a long list of names of who I love that isn't living nah nah
(This cold world took em)
I can't own no weapon, I'm a felon don't mean that I'ma listen nah
(Please don't catch me in my feelings)
They gon' stab you in the back and then they'll shake your hand with it uh huh
(I can't let em catch me slipping nah nah)
P-o-p, prince of pop
Rip money, the Prince of rock
I gotta sleep with one eye open got me feeling like I'm Fetty Wap
I don't even know who did them I find out they better kill me
They still have me in my feelings
I've been ready to burn the city
Last year I lost my baby mama, that's still burned all in my brain
Ask me how I still smile, man I guess I done went insane
The truth is that I just wear my heart on my sleeve
And I'll put dirt on they body if they put dirt on your name
For my people I'ma let it go, let it go
I keep that thing I'll let it go, let it go
She gonna have to let him know, let him know
That I never running no, running nowhere
I Gotta watch just where I'm stepping
I can't let em catch me slipping nah
(No, I can't let em catch me slipping)
I got a long list of names of who I love that isn't living nah nah
(This cold world took em)
I can't own no weapon, I'm a felon don't mean that I'ma listen nah
(Please don't catch me in my feelings)
They gon' stab you in the back and then they'll shake your hand with it uh huh
(I can't let em catch me slipping nah nah)
I can't let em catch me slipping nah
(No, I can't let em catch me slipping)
I got a long list of names of who I love that isn't living nah nah
(This cold world took em)
I can't own no weapon, I'm a felon don't mean that I'ma listen nah
(Please don't catch me in my feelings)
They gon' stab you in the back and then they'll shake your hand with it uh huh
(I can't let em catch me slipping nah nah)
P-o-p, prince of pop
Rip money, the Prince of rock
I gotta sleep with one eye open got me feeling like I'm Fetty Wap
I don't even know who did them I find out they better kill me
They still have me in my feelings
I've been ready to burn the city
Last year I lost my baby mama, that's still burned all in my brain
Ask me how I still smile, man I guess I done went insane
The truth is that I just wear my heart on my sleeve
And I'll put dirt on they body if they put dirt on your name
For my people I'ma let it go, let it go
I keep that thing I'll let it go, let it go
She gonna have to let him know, let him know
That I never running no, running nowhere
I Gotta watch just where I'm stepping
I can't let em catch me slipping nah
(No, I can't let em catch me slipping)
I got a long list of names of who I love that isn't living nah nah
(This cold world took em)
I can't own no weapon, I'm a felon don't mean that I'ma listen nah
(Please don't catch me in my feelings)
They gon' stab you in the back and then they'll shake your hand with it uh huh
(I can't let em catch me slipping nah nah)
Credits
Writer(s): Tyuis Sublett
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