Yours Truly
I'm fucking faded
You ever get that, that feeling?
When you're faded, schmizacked
You start thinking
Thinking how, how shit could of been different?
Some shit you just gotta get off your
Chest
Yeah, yours truly
I ain't talking to these bitches I ain't healed yet
She ain't talking 'bout the diamonds when she feels wet
I've been trying to get across but I don't feel yet
I've been trying to get a rock and get a real jet
That shit took me out my zone nothing's really been real
Give me some substance something to feel
Give me something that'll make time still
Give me something that'll make me kneel
Thought I found a Mona but she wasn't no Lisa
Love ain't lust but she got that visa
I've been outta luck but I still don't need ya
Never stuck to one so I still might greet ya
Always kept a thought what this whole thing mean?
Living in the plot when you get that mean
I will never stop 'till I get that dream
Blank to the crop cause I want that cream yeah
Do you really know what this whole thing mean?
I can't promise you that you'll get that ring
I can't promise you that you'll get that scene
Because of what I've gone through and seen
Then I wonder why I never feel yeah
I don't need none of these bitches or a deal yeah
Always knew that this shit was never real yeah
Fighting demons I just jump behind the wheel yeah, yeah, yeah
I ain't talking to these bitches I ain't healed yet
She ain't talking 'bout the diamonds when she feels wet
I've been trying to get across but I don't feel yet
I've been trying to get a rock and get a real jet
That shit took me out my zone nothing's really been real
Give me some substance something to feel
Give me something that'll make time still
Give me something that'll make me kneel
I ain't talking to these bitches I ain't healed yet
She ain't talking 'bout the diamonds when she feels wet
I've been trying to get across but I don't feel yet
I've been trying to get a rock and get a real jet
That shit took me out my zone nothing's really been real
Give me some substance something to feel
Give me something that'll make time still
Give me something that'll make me kneel
You guys still recording this shit?
You ever get that, that feeling?
When you're faded, schmizacked
You start thinking
Thinking how, how shit could of been different?
Some shit you just gotta get off your
Chest
Yeah, yours truly
I ain't talking to these bitches I ain't healed yet
She ain't talking 'bout the diamonds when she feels wet
I've been trying to get across but I don't feel yet
I've been trying to get a rock and get a real jet
That shit took me out my zone nothing's really been real
Give me some substance something to feel
Give me something that'll make time still
Give me something that'll make me kneel
Thought I found a Mona but she wasn't no Lisa
Love ain't lust but she got that visa
I've been outta luck but I still don't need ya
Never stuck to one so I still might greet ya
Always kept a thought what this whole thing mean?
Living in the plot when you get that mean
I will never stop 'till I get that dream
Blank to the crop cause I want that cream yeah
Do you really know what this whole thing mean?
I can't promise you that you'll get that ring
I can't promise you that you'll get that scene
Because of what I've gone through and seen
Then I wonder why I never feel yeah
I don't need none of these bitches or a deal yeah
Always knew that this shit was never real yeah
Fighting demons I just jump behind the wheel yeah, yeah, yeah
I ain't talking to these bitches I ain't healed yet
She ain't talking 'bout the diamonds when she feels wet
I've been trying to get across but I don't feel yet
I've been trying to get a rock and get a real jet
That shit took me out my zone nothing's really been real
Give me some substance something to feel
Give me something that'll make time still
Give me something that'll make me kneel
I ain't talking to these bitches I ain't healed yet
She ain't talking 'bout the diamonds when she feels wet
I've been trying to get across but I don't feel yet
I've been trying to get a rock and get a real jet
That shit took me out my zone nothing's really been real
Give me some substance something to feel
Give me something that'll make time still
Give me something that'll make me kneel
You guys still recording this shit?
Credits
Writer(s): Andres Nevarez
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