.Thought.
Count me out in no time
Always putting your thoughts on display, but you don't know mine
I been like four hundred miles away, but I miss showtime
Thought I was grinding and making my way, but it ain't no climb
Never thought I would be here
Tripping out, can't see clear
Small circle but a big sphere
Day off like a leap year
Still working but I'm taking off
Word is spreading like a fucking cough
They know my name, don't know me
Talk shit cause they stay soft
The way that I get treated, man that shit ain't really fair
Go from ghosting me to "O we ain't talk in a year"
I known you since we kids and - fuck it, you don't even care
I been rolling with my 9 and I know that shit pretty rare
Fuck a breakup
That shit sound more like a wakeup
Call on my phone better makeup
Mark on my face from her makeup
But I stay tough, put away stuff
On my poker shit, fake bluff
Given more than I can take up
In this life I gotta shake up, earthquake her
They ain't believe that shit was all the truth when I go make it
Think I like this chick but ion know if she could take it
She don't gotta know all that about me when we dating
Imma take her heart and treat her right before I break it
You say you like what you see
I would say, I would agree
How you gonna say that we so close but your friends don't know about me
Nobody fuckin for free
But I don't see how you see
You ain't really know me if you don't know bout the days in the 3-2-3
That's just what I think
Inside of my head, things that I think
I been thinking about life, oh no, things that I think
Oh, what I think
Oh, what you say, you know?
The way that I get treated, man that shit ain't really fair
Go from ghosting me to "O we ain't talk in a year"
I known you since we kids and - fuck it, you don't even care
I been rolling with my 9 and I know that shit pretty rare
Fuck a breakup
That shit sound more like a wakeup
Call on my phone better makeup
Mark on my face from her makeup
But I stay tough, put away stuff
On my poker shit, fake bluff
Given more than I can take up
In this life I gotta shake up, earthquake her
Always putting your thoughts on display, but you don't know mine
I been like four hundred miles away, but I miss showtime
Thought I was grinding and making my way, but it ain't no climb
Never thought I would be here
Tripping out, can't see clear
Small circle but a big sphere
Day off like a leap year
Still working but I'm taking off
Word is spreading like a fucking cough
They know my name, don't know me
Talk shit cause they stay soft
The way that I get treated, man that shit ain't really fair
Go from ghosting me to "O we ain't talk in a year"
I known you since we kids and - fuck it, you don't even care
I been rolling with my 9 and I know that shit pretty rare
Fuck a breakup
That shit sound more like a wakeup
Call on my phone better makeup
Mark on my face from her makeup
But I stay tough, put away stuff
On my poker shit, fake bluff
Given more than I can take up
In this life I gotta shake up, earthquake her
They ain't believe that shit was all the truth when I go make it
Think I like this chick but ion know if she could take it
She don't gotta know all that about me when we dating
Imma take her heart and treat her right before I break it
You say you like what you see
I would say, I would agree
How you gonna say that we so close but your friends don't know about me
Nobody fuckin for free
But I don't see how you see
You ain't really know me if you don't know bout the days in the 3-2-3
That's just what I think
Inside of my head, things that I think
I been thinking about life, oh no, things that I think
Oh, what I think
Oh, what you say, you know?
The way that I get treated, man that shit ain't really fair
Go from ghosting me to "O we ain't talk in a year"
I known you since we kids and - fuck it, you don't even care
I been rolling with my 9 and I know that shit pretty rare
Fuck a breakup
That shit sound more like a wakeup
Call on my phone better makeup
Mark on my face from her makeup
But I stay tough, put away stuff
On my poker shit, fake bluff
Given more than I can take up
In this life I gotta shake up, earthquake her
Credits
Writer(s): Owen O'brien
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