until i rest in peace
She said check my pulse rate baby its a mistake
I only feel the good thoughts on a bad day
I can't find whatever the fuck I need to make me happy
Chasing highs to remember feelings I lost
It's okay if you hate on me
I get paid either way you see
Shawty wanna act like she chosen
She don't even know where she going
I mind my business I'm bout all my digits I just wanna get to the racks
Yea the game is a marathon it's not a race
But I promise yo ass I ain't coming in last
Sorry my bad
Need to get off yo ass and go get u a bag
Go put ya foot on the gas
You don't wanna be that person sad as hell when they looking back
Ooo
You better catch up
Boy you better catch up
Next one to play with my heart I swear to god gonna be on a stretcher
Huh messed up baby I'm so messed up
Sick inside the brain like I'm fried
She don't even know me wanna
Gimme the sauce
I got the recipe
Give u my all
Until I rest in peace
Can't feel my jaw right now
I can hardly speak
Yeah she take what she from me
Depending on her day and mood
Lost all my privacy
I ain't trying hard to be no wannabe
Don't matter what I want
Girl thats just the way it's gotta be
I keep losing my mind every time you try n talk to me
The only time you hit my line
Is wen u think I got something for you
That's why you wanna waste my time
And thats not something I got left to lose
I only feel the good thoughts on a bad day
I can't find whatever the fuck I need to make me happy
Chasing highs to remember feelings I lost
It's okay if you hate on me
I get paid either way you see
Shawty wanna act like she chosen
She don't even know where she going
I mind my business I'm bout all my digits I just wanna get to the racks
Yea the game is a marathon it's not a race
But I promise yo ass I ain't coming in last
Sorry my bad
Need to get off yo ass and go get u a bag
Go put ya foot on the gas
You don't wanna be that person sad as hell when they looking back
Ooo
You better catch up
Boy you better catch up
Next one to play with my heart I swear to god gonna be on a stretcher
Huh messed up baby I'm so messed up
Sick inside the brain like I'm fried
She don't even know me wanna
Gimme the sauce
I got the recipe
Give u my all
Until I rest in peace
Can't feel my jaw right now
I can hardly speak
Yeah she take what she from me
Depending on her day and mood
Lost all my privacy
I ain't trying hard to be no wannabe
Don't matter what I want
Girl thats just the way it's gotta be
I keep losing my mind every time you try n talk to me
The only time you hit my line
Is wen u think I got something for you
That's why you wanna waste my time
And thats not something I got left to lose
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Writer(s): Jaiden Jefferson
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