HOW I FANCY
When we started this shit, ten deep in the stu
We was sparking the spliff
Never knew bout what would come
Writings lines like wine, more relevant over time
The way that shit fell in place
I thought it was by design
Cuz the girl I met, living five minutes
From the place where me and my Mob was making bets
Making hits, started working at FedEx
Night shift, getting crossed then I leave, four am
Since then, my girl done left
Moved on to a producer, ain't that some shit
Lying if I said that ain't fuck me in my head
Lying if i said that I ain't wanna see me dead
Since then, I done went through two whole whips
Got a new crib and I still miss my bitch
Makes me wonder if I'm stuck like my momma
Stuck on my trauma, or am I pre-madonna
Always paranoid like I keep a lama
I've been dreaming of commas
But I'm deeper in my problems
I been reaching for a hand but my mans off the vodka
Tweaking off a gram like a xan but it's zaza
And my point is, in the timespan of this project
I done been poisoned
Shit I been a boy friend
Shit I been a bad friend
Been a disappointment
Missing my appointments
I cant stop the voices
City keep on downgrading
Piggies keep on oinking
Everything feel pointless
Verses getting harder, cuz words don't feel worth saying
I am not an earthling
Otherwise they'd like me
Otherwise all these people would wanna type me
Check up on me
Tell me that they love me and they here for me
Y'all don't hear from me
Y'all act weird to me
Never been more near death
Been a year homie
I am not content man I am just complacent
Compulsive, control freak always fucking pacing
Impulsive
Gotta get some jewelry for the weight on my shoulders
Smash another truly cuz I can't it take it sober
I'm trapped behind these bars
Look at me filled with scars
Felt pointless don't know how much longer i can hold this
What's good loving for
I'm just a prisoner of war
I'm just a prisoner of war
One, two
One, two, three
How do you live with yourself
How I fancy all the things that harm me
How do you live with yourself
How I fancy all the things that haunt me
How do you live with yourself
How I fancy all the things that harm me
How do you live with yourself
How I fancy all the things that haunt me
We was sparking the spliff
Never knew bout what would come
Writings lines like wine, more relevant over time
The way that shit fell in place
I thought it was by design
Cuz the girl I met, living five minutes
From the place where me and my Mob was making bets
Making hits, started working at FedEx
Night shift, getting crossed then I leave, four am
Since then, my girl done left
Moved on to a producer, ain't that some shit
Lying if I said that ain't fuck me in my head
Lying if i said that I ain't wanna see me dead
Since then, I done went through two whole whips
Got a new crib and I still miss my bitch
Makes me wonder if I'm stuck like my momma
Stuck on my trauma, or am I pre-madonna
Always paranoid like I keep a lama
I've been dreaming of commas
But I'm deeper in my problems
I been reaching for a hand but my mans off the vodka
Tweaking off a gram like a xan but it's zaza
And my point is, in the timespan of this project
I done been poisoned
Shit I been a boy friend
Shit I been a bad friend
Been a disappointment
Missing my appointments
I cant stop the voices
City keep on downgrading
Piggies keep on oinking
Everything feel pointless
Verses getting harder, cuz words don't feel worth saying
I am not an earthling
Otherwise they'd like me
Otherwise all these people would wanna type me
Check up on me
Tell me that they love me and they here for me
Y'all don't hear from me
Y'all act weird to me
Never been more near death
Been a year homie
I am not content man I am just complacent
Compulsive, control freak always fucking pacing
Impulsive
Gotta get some jewelry for the weight on my shoulders
Smash another truly cuz I can't it take it sober
I'm trapped behind these bars
Look at me filled with scars
Felt pointless don't know how much longer i can hold this
What's good loving for
I'm just a prisoner of war
I'm just a prisoner of war
One, two
One, two, three
How do you live with yourself
How I fancy all the things that harm me
How do you live with yourself
How I fancy all the things that haunt me
How do you live with yourself
How I fancy all the things that harm me
How do you live with yourself
How I fancy all the things that haunt me
Credits
Writer(s): Braedan O'malley
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