SO SINCERE
I can't let anger control me
How you hate but don't know me
I'm not inspired by Rollies
But I gone ball like I'm Kobe
She sent me a paragraph and I reply with emojis
I'm not SAD I'm S.A.D I'm alone I'm not lonely
I don't, wanna be yours if I can't be your only
I'm not angry all the time but I am mostly
If you don't know me don't bro me
I think you get the point across like soccer fields with no goley
Not once, not twice, but Trice like I'm Obie
If I put in all the work they gone have to promote me
I'm a fool to think that she wanna elope me
She just said just she gone throat me
She want the dick like moby
I watch her walk like Naiomi
Nah I don't talk to Nah
Nah I don't talk to such and such
Most of us just lust for fun
Wintertime we cuddle up we both a bunch of nuts
We've never even been to brunch
I don't know guess we just lost touch
I'm just a smash or I'm not ya crush
Roll more blunts pour more cups
She's so confused she don't know what
I got the nudes I felt the buns
When I'm in love I'm playing dumb
I want the bread, not just the crumbs
My aesthetic and mood so grunge
Had to focus up on my funds
These Saint Laurent, not Jordan 1s
I'm thinking back where I'm coming from
Watch me overcome fears of having bunny ears
Future bright so it look sunny here
We count the money here
So sincere, Tommy guns In Here
Flip the table like I'm Tommy Buns in here
Bust my gun in here leave you running scared
Pull up with a trio like a musketeer
Need to be around some love in here cause I smell lust in here
Pack so loud it smell like must in here
When I pass, my name gone live another 100 years
I got a rep they couldn't smudge or smear
The end is coming near
This Lifestyle is nothing new to us
If you watch close, you might learn something
Yes sir, DESIGN!
She's so confused she don't know what
I got the nudes I felt the buns
When I'm in love I'm playing dumb
I want the bread, not just the crumbs
My aesthetic and mood so grunge
Had to focus up on my funds
These Saint Laurent, not Jordan 1s
I'm thinking back where I'm coming from
Watch me overcome fears of having bunny ears
Future bright so it look sunny here
We count the money here
So sincere, Tommy guns In Here
Flip the table like I'm Tommy Buns in here
Bust my gun in here leave you running scared
How you hate but don't know me
I'm not inspired by Rollies
But I gone ball like I'm Kobe
She sent me a paragraph and I reply with emojis
I'm not SAD I'm S.A.D I'm alone I'm not lonely
I don't, wanna be yours if I can't be your only
I'm not angry all the time but I am mostly
If you don't know me don't bro me
I think you get the point across like soccer fields with no goley
Not once, not twice, but Trice like I'm Obie
If I put in all the work they gone have to promote me
I'm a fool to think that she wanna elope me
She just said just she gone throat me
She want the dick like moby
I watch her walk like Naiomi
Nah I don't talk to Nah
Nah I don't talk to such and such
Most of us just lust for fun
Wintertime we cuddle up we both a bunch of nuts
We've never even been to brunch
I don't know guess we just lost touch
I'm just a smash or I'm not ya crush
Roll more blunts pour more cups
She's so confused she don't know what
I got the nudes I felt the buns
When I'm in love I'm playing dumb
I want the bread, not just the crumbs
My aesthetic and mood so grunge
Had to focus up on my funds
These Saint Laurent, not Jordan 1s
I'm thinking back where I'm coming from
Watch me overcome fears of having bunny ears
Future bright so it look sunny here
We count the money here
So sincere, Tommy guns In Here
Flip the table like I'm Tommy Buns in here
Bust my gun in here leave you running scared
Pull up with a trio like a musketeer
Need to be around some love in here cause I smell lust in here
Pack so loud it smell like must in here
When I pass, my name gone live another 100 years
I got a rep they couldn't smudge or smear
The end is coming near
This Lifestyle is nothing new to us
If you watch close, you might learn something
Yes sir, DESIGN!
She's so confused she don't know what
I got the nudes I felt the buns
When I'm in love I'm playing dumb
I want the bread, not just the crumbs
My aesthetic and mood so grunge
Had to focus up on my funds
These Saint Laurent, not Jordan 1s
I'm thinking back where I'm coming from
Watch me overcome fears of having bunny ears
Future bright so it look sunny here
We count the money here
So sincere, Tommy guns In Here
Flip the table like I'm Tommy Buns in here
Bust my gun in here leave you running scared
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Writer(s): Tyree Harvey
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