Feelings
Tryna understand why
Nobody ever stick around
I done lost some friends
And I wonder if they listen now
Tryna understand why
Nobody ever stick around
I done lost some friends
And I wonder if they listen now
I been hurt deep down
To the core
They wonder why
I ain't got feelings no more
Not too many
Niggas I could trust
These days
Niggas selling souls
For some bucks these days
So I gotta keep a pole
Keep it tucked these days
Cause niggas steady plot
Tryna put you in a grave
I swear a lot of shit done changed
Closes homie switched up
I guess we not on the same page
Nigga why you had to bitch up
You was suppose to be my homie
You was suppose to be a rider
Now you got me wishing shit
Upon ya mama
Evil shit upon ya momma
They say don't let money change you
I guess you thought that money
Would upgrade you
Turned ya back on all ya homies
What a damn fool
Now you sittin there looking stuck
What's ya next move
They say don't let money change you
I guess you thought that money Would upgrade you
Turned ya back on all ya homies
What a damn fool
Now you sittin there looking stuck
What's ya next move
You couldn't walk a block
Up in my tennis shoes
Even if I took em off
And fucking guided you
I had some niggas fold
On me I ain't mad at you
I'm quick to cut em off
And not even acknowledge you
I hope this shit inspire you
Niggas gone move how they move
I was at my lowest
But I always played it cool
Just make sure you stay true to you
Cause niggas gone plot
Try to knock you off ya stool
I swear a lot of shit done changed
Closes homie switched up
I guess we not on the same page
Nigga why you had to bitch up
You was suppose to be my homie
You was suppose to be a rider
Now you got me wishing shit
Upon ya mama
Evil shit upon ya momma
They say don't let money change you
I guess you thought that money
Would upgrade you
Turned ya back on all ya homies
What a damn fool
Now you sittin there looking stuck
What's ya next move
They say don't let money change you
I guess you thought that money Would upgrade you
Turned ya back on all ya homies
What a damn fool
Now you sittin there looking stuck
What's ya next move
Nobody ever stick around
I done lost some friends
And I wonder if they listen now
Tryna understand why
Nobody ever stick around
I done lost some friends
And I wonder if they listen now
I been hurt deep down
To the core
They wonder why
I ain't got feelings no more
Not too many
Niggas I could trust
These days
Niggas selling souls
For some bucks these days
So I gotta keep a pole
Keep it tucked these days
Cause niggas steady plot
Tryna put you in a grave
I swear a lot of shit done changed
Closes homie switched up
I guess we not on the same page
Nigga why you had to bitch up
You was suppose to be my homie
You was suppose to be a rider
Now you got me wishing shit
Upon ya mama
Evil shit upon ya momma
They say don't let money change you
I guess you thought that money
Would upgrade you
Turned ya back on all ya homies
What a damn fool
Now you sittin there looking stuck
What's ya next move
They say don't let money change you
I guess you thought that money Would upgrade you
Turned ya back on all ya homies
What a damn fool
Now you sittin there looking stuck
What's ya next move
You couldn't walk a block
Up in my tennis shoes
Even if I took em off
And fucking guided you
I had some niggas fold
On me I ain't mad at you
I'm quick to cut em off
And not even acknowledge you
I hope this shit inspire you
Niggas gone move how they move
I was at my lowest
But I always played it cool
Just make sure you stay true to you
Cause niggas gone plot
Try to knock you off ya stool
I swear a lot of shit done changed
Closes homie switched up
I guess we not on the same page
Nigga why you had to bitch up
You was suppose to be my homie
You was suppose to be a rider
Now you got me wishing shit
Upon ya mama
Evil shit upon ya momma
They say don't let money change you
I guess you thought that money
Would upgrade you
Turned ya back on all ya homies
What a damn fool
Now you sittin there looking stuck
What's ya next move
They say don't let money change you
I guess you thought that money Would upgrade you
Turned ya back on all ya homies
What a damn fool
Now you sittin there looking stuck
What's ya next move
Credits
Writer(s): Wanisha Bristol
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