Anxiety

So many homicides his body froze
Surprised he still alive
Bro said I'm tweaking bad I'm tryna chill
Tryna catch a vibe
You say you rock with me I roll with you
You slip and I'm gone dive
I think you did me something
Cause I see yo eyes when I close mine
I tired to vent to you
I'm tweaking bad cant talk bout how I feel
I tried to feel a way and you felt a way
At least you kept it real
Separated in da cut
I need some space so I can breathe
Aye throw some weed up in that blunt
I'm starting to tweak anxiety

I said some shit to you you felt a way
I knew you end up leaving
It's just forever cold like when it's hot it's still my hoodie season
And I been tryna get this shit
So I ain't have no time for eating
A lot of sticks up In this bitch
He let off fye for any reason
He a dead man at least that's how he feel
Ain't that's sum shit some like it's a bedpan
They said that you gone die
You try to live
Mhmm mhm yea yea Mhmm mhm yea yea
So many homicides his body froze
Surprised he still alive
Bro said I'm tweaking bad I'm tryna chill
Tryna catch a vibe
You say you rock with me I roll with you
Yea yea yea yea yea

So many homicides his body froze
Surprised he still alive
Bro said I'm tweaking bad I'm tryna chill
Tryna catch a vibe
You say you rock with me I roll with you
You slip and I'm gone dive
I think you did me something
Cause I see yo eyes when I close mine
I tired to vent to you
I'm tweaking bad cant talk bout how I feel
I tried to feel a way and you felt a way
At least you kept it real
Separated in da cut
I need some space so I can breathe
Aye throw some weed up in that blunt
I'm starting to tweak anxiety



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Writer(s): Tamon Reddish
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