Posted At x

I know it's hard to see
How they don't fuck with me
Pray that I make it home
Baby keep calling my phone
She trying to wake me up
I do not give a fuck
She want to hit me with texts
I'm going to stay posted at X
Aye, Aye

She said "Can you be honest?"
Then got mad when I told her what's true
I been feeling sick for a while
Need a chill pill
Maybe couple day detox on you
Got me overwhelmed to the max so
I'm just going to race until I need me a little pit stop
I know how you feel right now in the back
Got you frustrated and a little pissed off
Baby that's nothing to me
Used to give a fuck about time counting minutes until you left
Didn't even stay on key
Then when I get to myself thought "Why'd I have to take that step?"
I'm gone and
I'm going
I can't even
Focus
I just need a moment
I just need one moment
Smoking kush and sipping soda had me burping and shit
In the leaves with the birds I hear them chirping and shit
They want to have me dead, yeah
Leave me leaking red, yeah
I think things might be healed if I take off
Off set with my boys like migos
If she look good, then it's smoke like pre-rolls
Step to the line take a shot like free throw
Ooh, am I right about that?
Righting my wrongs
Said you might doubt that
I'm too cold for the cuffs
But I can't lie you got me feeling different
And the way we about to collide
I know she got to be feeling gifted

I know it's hard to see
How they don't fuck with me
Pray that I make it home
Baby keep calling my phone
She trying to wake me up
I do not give a fuck
She want to hit me with texts
I'm going to stay posted at X
Aye, Aye



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Writer(s): Dom Jordan
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