Misery/ Bouncin' Back

I hope you been feelin' all my misery
Imma be real honest got no sympathy
When I'm thinkin' back to what you did to me
It don't make no sense how you missin' me
Ain't give no fuck till I got up and left
That shit wasn't easy felt it right in my chest
I was really down felt way more than depressed
Didn't wanna deal it was causin' my stress
Fuck that
Everything we had man fuck that
If they really knew what you about they wouldn't cuff that
You just wanna put me through pain had to cut that
Now u playing victim what the fuck man what's that
You would try n hit me on the WhatsApp
Hit my DMs on my Insta now you on Snap
Deep down felt like you a big trap
I'm comparin' me wit you cause there's a big gap
Usin' my pain for advantages
People like you need advantages
You ain't got a heart you a mannequin
Back in the day I'd be panickin'
My heart hurt feel like I'm boutta yack
You a lazy bitch I put us all on my back
After you
I won't get my heart back
After you
Ion think i'm gonna bounce back

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Bouncin' back
You ain't like the way that I been bouncin' back
Now you learnt ya lesson you fuck wit me then I'm clappin' back
I need my revenge you sent some hate so imma send it back
911 it's hot
There's a fire
BB on the track

If he wanna fight me
Then he better come and fight me
I'm too shiesty
I want all the smoke
I put that on my wifey
Supa icy
You been actin' like a baby
Get a wipey
I'm the shit and you been knew that
Tell yo man to come and fight me
Sent a pic she told me pull up quick
I'm tryna let you hit
So imma slide up through yo neighbor house
So he don't know I hit
And if he comin' through too early
Check my hip I got stick
So if he wanna fight me
Tuck it nicely
Hit him in his shit
Ion talk a lot
Only when it's needed
Ion talk a lot
Ask me who she is
I slide it in like it's my parkin' spot
She know that she mine
I had her chokin' she gon' cough a lot
You know I'm outside
I'm writin' this inside parkin' lot
Lethal weapon
I can't go outside without my lethal weapon
Issa lesson that you gotta learn
It's somethin' i been stressin'
Imma focus on the money flow
I got my Smith & Wesson
Think you get the message
So just tell me what I'm doin bitch I'm-

Bouncin' back
You ain't like the way that I been bouncin' back
Now you learnt ya lesson you fuck wit me then I'm clappin' back
I need my revenge you sent some hate so imma send it back
911 it's hot
There's a fire
BB on the track
Got a lot to lose
I won't give it up (Give it up)
If you see me
I dare u to say what's up (Say what's up)
Won't give you my time
Ion give a fuck (Give a fuck)
You lost my respect
Lil bitch outta luck (Outtie outtie)



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Writer(s): Brian Beierlein
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