Trigger Warning

I feel like life is just a game now, my shit got rained out
Since 17 my heart been on my sleeve I let the pain out
My heart is nothing you should play bout
I might've lent it to a couple but them bitches had they fangs out
They hit me up and say I changed now
Work, gym, and music got no time to hangout
Got no time for me to hangout
Got no time for me to hangout
(Got no time for me to hangout)
I got no time

Where was ya'll the night I took that blade out?
Game of Operation, I was trynna cut a vein out
I'm trynna find a way out
Sitting in my sorrow shit got played out
I need my mama in a mansion ain't no time for me to lay down
(Time for me to lay down)
Outside looking in, looked like I was on the way out
Like I was on the way out
Like I was on the way out
Now I'm doing everything I can, I'm making noise and making waves now
I'm looking at my past like what the fuck was I complaining bout?
(What the fuck was we complaining bout?)
Where was ya'll the night I took that blade out?
Game of Operation I was trynna cut a vein out
Trynna find a way out
Sitting in my sorrow shit got played out
I need my mama in a mansion ain't no time for me to lay down
Outside looking in, looked like I was on my way out
Like I was on my way out
What the fuck was I complaining bout?
What the fuck was we complaining bout?

Almost took my life the other night but shit I'm too cold
Back when I was younger, I done learned to slip through loopholes
Hopeless romantic, heartbroken, so the noose tied
Trynna chase my dreams but shit I'm too tired
I'm still popping pills to get the mood right
Need to focus on myself I need my space so I can move right
Feels like I'm running out of time
Plenty nights I cut it close, plenty times I tied it too tight

Got no time for me to hangout
Got no time for me to hangout
Time for me to lay down
Like I was on the way out
Like I was on the way out
What the fuck was we complaining bout?



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