No Feelings
Fuck feelings
I ain't really with it
I ain't really bout all the shit that come with it
Shorty thick
Shorty independent
Shorty doin blow off a balcony in venice
Nah mean let's get it
Ion know who did it
Molly in my nose
You don't know how I'm livin
Ah
I'm with it
I just want to be a rockstar
Eight figures
Sacrilegious
I believe in riches
Don't believe in God but that ain't nobody business
Just listen
I don't know who did it
I ain't got blow
Where the fuck you get my digits
Here we go again
Looking at the aftermath like this is not the end
Just don't pretend
We were never happy but everything always ends
Message never sent
Wrote a whole book but don't remember what I said
Don't be upset
Moments we shared that I just can't forget
But I'm filled with regret when I look at this mess
Cause I'm leaving you bitch
Please don't add to the stress
Goddamn I'm depressed
Goddamn it I let you manipulate my mind
To hold on to bullshit
I just need to rewind
Just need a reminder that I've been demonized I don't need to hear your fucking lies
Here we go again
Baby mama on her bullshit like damn
I try to forget
I try to forget everything you said
Like damn
God damn
Shorty so thick
Ass fat lookin back at it goddamn
Woadie what's the plan
She told me I'm the man
We holding to the plan
I'm going to get the bag
She giving me top
Hold up don't gag
Serving glass rock
Put a bullet in a rat
Fuck your feelings
Shorty got a new man
Stacking up paper
No opps no cap
I ain't really with it
I ain't really bout all the shit that come with it
Shorty thick
Shorty independent
Shorty doin blow off a balcony in venice
Nah mean let's get it
Ion know who did it
Molly in my nose
You don't know how I'm livin
Ah
I'm with it
I just want to be a rockstar
Eight figures
Sacrilegious
I believe in riches
Don't believe in God but that ain't nobody business
Just listen
I don't know who did it
I ain't got blow
Where the fuck you get my digits
Here we go again
Looking at the aftermath like this is not the end
Just don't pretend
We were never happy but everything always ends
Message never sent
Wrote a whole book but don't remember what I said
Don't be upset
Moments we shared that I just can't forget
But I'm filled with regret when I look at this mess
Cause I'm leaving you bitch
Please don't add to the stress
Goddamn I'm depressed
Goddamn it I let you manipulate my mind
To hold on to bullshit
I just need to rewind
Just need a reminder that I've been demonized I don't need to hear your fucking lies
Here we go again
Baby mama on her bullshit like damn
I try to forget
I try to forget everything you said
Like damn
God damn
Shorty so thick
Ass fat lookin back at it goddamn
Woadie what's the plan
She told me I'm the man
We holding to the plan
I'm going to get the bag
She giving me top
Hold up don't gag
Serving glass rock
Put a bullet in a rat
Fuck your feelings
Shorty got a new man
Stacking up paper
No opps no cap
Credits
Writer(s): Amos Caudill
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