On The Verge

Yeah
Un
It's been a whole lot of shit going on
But you know
I can't let shit slow me down
Yeah
I be feeling like I'm misunderstood
And shit
But I really don't give a fuck
Fuck it

See me face to face
Ain't too many words
(I'm just)
Peeping out your vibe
And how you handle yours
I can't do too many
They be on my nerves
I'll probably get to smacking bitches
I be on the verge
I was fucked up in the head
I ain't even know it
Do this shit the right way
I was kinda hoping
Make me wonder
Do anybody around me notice
Always tryna hide the way I'm feeling
But I still show it
Still show it
Really wear my heart on my sleeve
That's a open book
Everybody dying to read
Fuck this in my cup
Ninja turtle the green lean
Had to slow it down
I be catching the whole scene

Un
Ain't nobody hand me shit
Got out here and earned
I ain't fucking up again
Got out here and learned
I was in that jail cell
Feeling like I failed
Whole time
I was beating cases
You couldn't even tell
Whole time
Ima pay the lawyer
When I make a sell
Whole time
I be at the box
Waiting for the mail
I be taking trips
Just to clear my mind
Back at home put em in position
I don't miss a dime
Probably could have been blowed up
But it wasn't time
Even if I did it probably
(Shhh)
Never did the crime

Probably never got the pussy
Cus you kiss and tell
It's a no for me
But I still want to wish you well
It's a no for me cus I
What i look like
(Cus nawl)
We don't do that type of shit
I am not yo wife
(Lil nigga)
I don't play them type of games
I'm grown as hell
I'm the type of bitch
That you call to make the bail
I'm the type of bitch
That gota show you what's really real
Cus what you used to
Is exactly what the fuck I'm not
Not settling for shit
Is exactly why the fuck I got
Exactly where I am
Don't give a fuck about being hot
(Bitch)



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Writer(s): Lateasha Allen
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