1,000 Weeks

I'm thinkin' bout you just like it's me
And if you don't know, bitch that's deep
I been on the road for 1,000 weeks
Lost my niggas, they wasn't for me
Dropped the bitch and I got some peace
I was fuckin' and hanging out in the sheets
Banging out (Banging out)

My niggas hanging out til the nights was out all week
Niggas ain't trippin' bout, ain't trippin' out
Nigga life ain't hard for me (Nigga life ain't hard)
That bitch just tried a robbery
She tried to steal a heart from me
Swear the opps like a clogged artery
But I ain't got no heart disease

I push it though the artistry
Think it hardened me
God a part of me
I was just flexing hardly
Wait til I get on my Jeff Hardy
Wait til I get on my Playboi Carti
I never get on that, "I am sorry"

Choppa was in the party, I was never lackin' in the party
I was tardy to the party, we was fuckin' right before the party
Pulled up, now it's a party, why they trippin'? now we at the party
It's me who they worried bout
It's you who I'm thinkin' bout
I was eatin' good In-N-Out

Thinkin' bout how I was in the trap in and out
I was fuckin' on you
You let me in your house
Roommate gone
You let me in your mouth
Cause you know I'm the big nigga around
And you know that these lil niggas surround

It's a championship match when I come around
But I can't do it again when I'm in town
And I gotta move on, know it's done
It's was lust, it was us
It's was lust, it was us

Can't come over late she gotta work now
And I'm too busy to text back now
She don't even believe in my love now
Life is great for me but it sucks now
Got everything, it's no us now
Still got me
But who to fuck now?
Who to call now?
Might just call down

Picked myself up
Looked up everybody said I'm selfish
But I did this for my own well bitch
And I ain't even really tryna hear shit
Cause I know these niggas ain't near this
Fucked her, so I know she gone feel this
How listening to me gone heal it?
She want real love, I appeal it
Had a bruise, and I peeled it
Felt pain and I liked it
Heard songs, had to write this

Since a child they been hating on the night shift
In the day time the night still exist
And I ain't stoop down, I was too equip
And it was just me, and you was fake lit
And you tried to take all my earned shit
And it hurted, was a burden
But look at me, nigga you hurting
Pray to God and gave me the sermon
I can see everything, y'all lurking
And now the aim finally perfect
I'm finally out of disturbance

I'm thinkin' bout you just like it's me
And if you don't know, bitch that's deep
I been on the road for 1,000 weeks
Lost my niggas, they wasn't for me
Dropped the bitch and I got some peace
I was fuckin' and hanging out in the sheets
Banging out (Banging out)

My niggas hanging out til the nights was out all week
Niggas ain't trippin' bout, ain't trippin' out
Nigga life ain't hard for me (Nigga life ain't hard)
That bitch just tried a robbery
She tried to steal a heart from me
Swear the opps like a clogged artery
But I ain't got no heart disease

I push it though the artistry
Think it hardened me
God a part of me
I was just flexing hardly
Wait til I get on my Jeff Hardy
Wait til I get on my Playboi Carti
I never get on that, "I am sorry"



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Writer(s): Anthony Mills
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