Mixed Feelings (sped up)

Yeh
Uh
Right
Thinking back what would you do in my position
Pouring that double cup or two really what i'm missing
You know i'm a addict don't ask what am I sippin
You want a cup of my love maybe that will fix it

Hell no
My cup won't get passed around like you
Better believe that shit
You still wondering what's the next move
Just leave that's it
I swear to god I won't pity the fool
Best believe you sick
All this money bout to spend it on trues or maybe rick

Yeh, my heart still trapped in a golden cage
I'm steady tired of saying I want you close to me
I can't forget about that day in may
May 2nd
Big ole chop send you straight to heaven
Pull up with veterans like it's the 11th
Stranger Things happen to me i'm 11
But really feeling like a 7
Cause my luck better then ever
Let's venture this treasure trove together
But my luck said it want to sever

Shit it's not even my fault



Credits
Writer(s): John Daymond
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