N.F.S

Never fucking sure
Better fucking learn
Temper fucking irks

Never fucking sure
Better fucking learn
Temper fucking irks
Get your fucking nerves right

I don't need the church I've
Moved on from that
I'mma just go burn my
Joints until I feel nothing, but a perma high

I'll stay up in them clouds too
A ways away from all the loud few
I can only imagine what fame would do if nows cruel
Say it's chill I'll doubt you
But could just be my brain fucking around woo

Letting out a
Letting out a
Letting out a
Letting out a

Letting out a big ass sigh
Pretty fucking tired
But I'm really tryna get by
Only way to do so is to do me while I wait to die
Everything inside
Isn't for you all to see and I don't even like to show it
But just know it
Multiplies
I'd rather not divide
What I've already tied
Unable to be pried
Fucking stuck in this bind
Staying all intertwined
And I mean really tight, tight, tight

Got a couple fucking problems
I've been really tryna solve 'em
But I'm always getting caught up
Then it's like I gotta start right from the bottom again
Fuck it
I'mma call it
I know I will continue to get this mad unless I really, really, really motherfucking learn how to stall it
Feeling it crawling
Up my spine like a chill was falling
Feeling lawless
But it's all this
Fucking darkness
That I'm harboring
Like the midnight stars bitch
Which, enlarges
I'm never fucking sure unless the bars it



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Writer(s): Isaac Contreras
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