Ticcets
Yeah Oh
Right mind wrong zone
I don't want to go back but I still go
She don't wanna hold back the tears gon let it flow
They always wanna to see it, tickets to the show
Tickets for the low
Spend it with your soul
Tickets get you in but, don't ever come alone
She only wanna facetime when she vulnerable
Use it as control and. bring me down when I'm already low
Told myself to wait but the tickets already sold
She could see it in her face even if the mirror broke
Still there ain't no better place than being where you're comfortable
So it's my time to stop playing and move forward with a goal
Got a real one feeling crazy cus you faking what you spoke
In that message that you wrote
I threw it away some time ago
My eyes are open but I keep you in front my mind like the blind folds
So
I know
You got me erasing all the steps that we taking
I'm blending in like a fade
So you know I cut crazy
If it's pain you want baby
Go get you tatted my name
Make sure it's in the right place
Gon let them think you insane
Start to asking why I won't do the same
Who that bitch that got you waiting
Who that
Oh, she know I'm banging her, after two am I'm not claiming her
And that other one I don't stay her
I'm coming home girl we fucking
No rubber bitch let's get slutty
I'm cummin all on yo stomach
Clean it up and all the sudden I'm already hitting up another
Already with her under covers and it's far from undercover
You got the spot hot shordy
Banging on the door
Breaking in of course
I'm just chillin like I don't care
You can't stand me get a chair
You gon find someone to fuck
Let him hit it like a snare
Yeah I said a fucking snare
Cause that's a weak ass drum shordy
The way I crack it rare yeah
Hold on me she don't let go of me
She can't get over me
Come over, sleep
Put on my best hoodie but she can't go to sleep
But I swear it's more than that like why I would do you any other way
And we both know it's from our pasts but I'm like Future when I say
Imma keep things toxic
But I gave you so many chances you tried to choose
And I left it up like a basket you didn't shoot
So I'm not changing anything about how I move baby
Guess we both just lose baby
Yeah Oh
Right mind wrong zone
I don't want to go back but I still go
She don't wanna hold back the tears gon let it flow
They always wanna to see it, tickets to the show
Tickets for the low
Spend it with your soul
Tickets get you in but, don't ever come alone
I said "tickets get you in but you always leave alone"
Yeah, baby
What, aye
Yeah, yeah
But you always leave alone
Right mind wrong zone
I don't want to go back but I still go
She don't wanna hold back the tears gon let it flow
They always wanna to see it, tickets to the show
Tickets for the low
Spend it with your soul
Tickets get you in but, don't ever come alone
She only wanna facetime when she vulnerable
Use it as control and. bring me down when I'm already low
Told myself to wait but the tickets already sold
She could see it in her face even if the mirror broke
Still there ain't no better place than being where you're comfortable
So it's my time to stop playing and move forward with a goal
Got a real one feeling crazy cus you faking what you spoke
In that message that you wrote
I threw it away some time ago
My eyes are open but I keep you in front my mind like the blind folds
So
I know
You got me erasing all the steps that we taking
I'm blending in like a fade
So you know I cut crazy
If it's pain you want baby
Go get you tatted my name
Make sure it's in the right place
Gon let them think you insane
Start to asking why I won't do the same
Who that bitch that got you waiting
Who that
Oh, she know I'm banging her, after two am I'm not claiming her
And that other one I don't stay her
I'm coming home girl we fucking
No rubber bitch let's get slutty
I'm cummin all on yo stomach
Clean it up and all the sudden I'm already hitting up another
Already with her under covers and it's far from undercover
You got the spot hot shordy
Banging on the door
Breaking in of course
I'm just chillin like I don't care
You can't stand me get a chair
You gon find someone to fuck
Let him hit it like a snare
Yeah I said a fucking snare
Cause that's a weak ass drum shordy
The way I crack it rare yeah
Hold on me she don't let go of me
She can't get over me
Come over, sleep
Put on my best hoodie but she can't go to sleep
But I swear it's more than that like why I would do you any other way
And we both know it's from our pasts but I'm like Future when I say
Imma keep things toxic
But I gave you so many chances you tried to choose
And I left it up like a basket you didn't shoot
So I'm not changing anything about how I move baby
Guess we both just lose baby
Yeah Oh
Right mind wrong zone
I don't want to go back but I still go
She don't wanna hold back the tears gon let it flow
They always wanna to see it, tickets to the show
Tickets for the low
Spend it with your soul
Tickets get you in but, don't ever come alone
I said "tickets get you in but you always leave alone"
Yeah, baby
What, aye
Yeah, yeah
But you always leave alone
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Writer(s): Brandon Washburn
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