GOD

I feel so bad
Feeling numb
Thinking of all that shit that we had
Yeah we had
Sipping drinks
Smoking flowers
Crying every time I will be on my bed
Niggas be asking me what's going on
I'm just fucked up and dealing with some stress
Everything planned is going fucking wrong
I gotta a lot of fucking weight on my back
I feel so bad
Feeling numb
Thinking of all that shit that we had

Yeah

Yeah we had

Get in my WIP and start to drive around
Wishing I find a place to stay calm
44 Blunts roll another one
I don't wanna be awake when it's time
My phone keeps ringing I put it on silent
I don't wanna talk I know I'll be violent
I'm not talking love but bitches be falling
I only want my money I like to count it

Ama get myself to a better scene
Either catch a casе or I'm catching my dream
Get my niggas to the lifе that they feen
Look to my girl swimming she a ten
Put a hundred racks on my backpack
Ama spend it all on shit that makes sense
Get my family All the shit that they want
Give a mil more to my momma to spend
This is all in my head but I'll make it for sure
It may take some time but I ain't letting go
Finna make it outta here like it's Compton
There's no fucking option but cutting my throat
We weren't born the same I said before
We live different lives
We got different flaws
Bitches be wondering if I'm a cheater
And I'm out here thinking if they'll give my visa
I feel so bad
Feeling numb
Thinking of all that shit that we had
Sipping drinks
Smoking flowers
Crying every time I will be on my bed
Niggas be asking me what's going on
I'm just fucked up and dealing with some stress
Everything planned is going fucking wrong
I gotta a lot of fucking weight on my back
I feel so bad
Feeling numb
Thinking of all that shit that we had
Yeah yeah we had



Credits
Writer(s): Rayane Chouaib
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