Exit 11

You could pull off on this exit
No I can't be stressing
Seen you on ya phone
On the road
Who you texting
Feelings I'm repressing
Never get my message
Tell me is this real
Cause you really not impressive

Give it to me now cause I really want it real
Tell me how you feel
Do you really know the deal
I can't even talk
When my feelings gettin real
I been in a stage
Where I'm really tryna heal
Tryna maintain
And I'm tryna stay sane
I'm Giving all respect
When I say we ain't the same
You be knowin how I get
When I see you
Face to face
I try to hold my breath
Just to save us from the rage
Cause You be outta pocket
And I be needing space
I gotta lotta options
But you be feeling safe
While you running through my mind
I keep running from the pain
While you running through my mind
I can't even play this game
Dang

Yeah I think I'm bout to dead shit
Fuck
I was really tryna press my luck
Blocked you off the socials
Ya stories
Said enough
Hold you so accountable
I think we had our run

Yeah I think I'm bout to dead shit
Fuck
I was really tryna press my luck
Blocked you off the socials
Ya stories
Said enough
Hold you so accountable
I think we had our run

Crazy for your love
But I don't wanna
Lay up with
You love
My dreams
Are altered
I can't see you anymore
I had to much to offer
You married to the games
And left me at the alter

Yeah I think I'm bout to dead shit
Fuck
I was really tryna press my luck
Blocked you off the socials
Ya stories
Said enough
Hold you so accountable
I think we had our run

Yeah I think I'm bout to dead shit
Fuck
I was really tryna press my luck
Blocked you off the socials
Ya stories
Said enough
Hold you so accountable
I think we had our run



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Writer(s): Sierra Black
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