Gaslight

Yeah, Uh, Yeah

25 Deep
I don't wanna lose no sleep no more
Love is so sweet 'til I open up
Make me feel weak, oh no
Nothing ain't deep when I free the mind
Baby, I feel so crazy
Act right in front of that gaslight
Make me feel mental (mental)

No matter what they say
The conversation always end about you
Now who else on my mind?
Lose my concentration
I be jaded when my baby come through
But she don't like the time, we spending of mine

'Cause what the fuck a PTSD?
You know the flashback dreams keep a nigga up
And I been in a rut
Feel like it's been evidently
And I remember freak scenes in the cinema
Yo, my nigga, what?

August ain't a month, it's a nigga that can't sleep
It's murder, baby, if I ever tell you 'bout Maxine
If anyhow you ever get the heart to get at me
All this fucking trauma, bae, you lost your damn mind

You know the flashback dreams keep a nigga up
And now I hate that my brain keep you relevant
And now I hate that your name kill the element
And I done fell for the fad that you elegant

In front of that gaslight
Don't trip, better act right (Now who else on my mind?)
In front of that gaslight
Don't trip, better act right (Now who else on my mind?)

No matter what they say
The conversation always end about you
Now who else on my mind?
Lose my concentration
I be jaded when my baby come through
But she don't like the time, we spending of mine

In front of that gaslight
Don't trip, better act right (Now who else on my mind?)
In front of that gaslight
Don't trip, better act right (Now who else on my mind?)

Now who else on my mind?
Now who else on my mind?



Credits
Writer(s): Elijah Brooks
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