LAST TIME

No cap shooting range
Seen all these people change
Now we finally goin up
Just like these stocks exchange
Now I see you tryna hit
My line
Not surprised, yeh
It's just like the last time

Takin notice of the ones
Who changed just like a season
I know they'll be switchin back
Once I give them a reason
I got stems to you
Saw that's all I meant to you
Feel like I'm just rent to you
No shit bruh I resented you
Fuck that, won't put my feet up
That's why they never keep up
My shine on both my wrists
Drip hard, fits, i don't miss
Just got a brand new closet
Fuck tags still tryna cop
You always see me workin
Yeh that's why I always drop

No cap shooting range
Seen all these people change
Now we finally goin up
Just like these stocks exchange
Now I see you tryna hit
My line
Not surprised, yeh
It's just like the last time

I may sell myself short
Saying that I'm fine
I'm getting kind of tired of
Being good and polite
I'm owning "Miss"
But I want to feel like a queen
It's kind of fucked that
You don't get what I mean
Karma's come from a former sin
Saying "How you been?"
It's wearing thin
The lonliness is setting in
I'm checking all my vitals 'cause I wanna feel
Something under my skin

No cap shooting range
Seen all these people change
Now we finally goin up
Just like these stocks exchange
Now I see you tryna hit
My line
Not surprised, yeh
It's just like the last time

No cap shooting range
Seen all these people change
Now we finally goin up
Just like these stocks exchange
Now I see you tryna hit
My line
Not surprised, yeh
It's just like the last time



Credits
Writer(s): Robert Tarrant-steedman, Micha Coppen
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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