I-8

Unh
What you gone say bout me
I ain't already said about me?
What you gone say to me?
Cuz you don't know a thing about me

What you gone say that ain't already been said?
I keep smoking on this kill
My brain cells, they been dead
And my gut hurt
From all this bullshit I been fed
I put my gut first
It makes sure that I'm not misled
You don't get the picture, the caption was misread
I can see the hate in ya eyes, they been red
She text and I don't give a reply, it's been read
Don't feel like reviewing some shit that I been said
That's been dead
It's ironic cause I feel so alive
You so caught up in the past
And that's how you survive
But if you don't look ahead
Then brother how you gone thrive?
Was outta sight outta mind, but now they watching us live
Oh my
They keep on moving so I'm changing with the times
We just been living and they treat it like a crime
My eye for yours and your other one for mines
If we can't shine then we gone leave the world blind

What you gone say bout me I ain't already said about me?
What you gone say to me? Cause you don't know a thang about me

Nah you don't know a thang
So keep them words inside ya brain
I could tell you bout the pain
But that won't make it go away
Just another rainy day
In the sunshine state
I'm still tryna escape
Driving up I-8
Upset about them mind games
That's just how I ate, made sure I scraped my plate
Forgot to say my grace, Just hope I'm in your graces
When I cross them gates, until then just wait
You set the time and the place, it ain't no time to waste
All this going back and forth, had some time to pace
I'm just sparking up the torch before my mind erase
They tried to trap me in a box, I had to find some space
I think I found my place and this where ima stay

What you gone say bout me I ain't already said about me?
What you gone say to me? Cause you don't know a thang about me

Nah you don't know a thang
So keep them words inside ya brain
I could tell you bout the pain
But that won't make it go away
Just another rainy day, in a sunshine state
I'm still tryna escape, driving up I-8
Upset about them mind games
That's just how I ate, made sure I scraped my plate
Forgot to say my grace, Just hope I'm in your graces



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Writer(s): Jahbre Wainwright
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