Bipolar
My closet bipolar cos i keep throwing fits
These niggas throwing shade sometimes i don't notice it
Knee deep in my bag but i can't stop focusing
I can see the gap but i know its closing in
Back then i was nothing but now you on my dick
You just want my time but i'm too busy going in
These niggas tone deaf they just won't listen
Keep yo enemies close but ur friends closer now that's a given
I'm gon disappear like waldo nigga spot the difference
I'm just here right now so i can see who been there from the beginning
I've been down lately
Drugs make me hazy
I just need my baby
But i don't know who to call cos i got too many
There ain't no one else but me
I feel schizophrenic way i'm talking crazy
Niggas tryna break me
But i'm too strong and i'm getting money like jay-z
(But i'm too strong and i'm getting money like jay-z)
(I know she wanna have my kids and my babies)
My closet bipolar cos i keep throwing fits
These niggas throwing shade sometimes I don't notice it
Knee deep in my bag but i can't stop focusing
I can see the gap but i know its closing in
Back then i was nothing but now you on my dick
You just want my time but I'm too busy going in
Tryna take control over my feelings
I thought it was the end
Gas got me higher than the ceiling
But i was in my bed
These niggas throwing shade sometimes i don't notice it
Knee deep in my bag but i can't stop focusing
I can see the gap but i know its closing in
Back then i was nothing but now you on my dick
You just want my time but i'm too busy going in
These niggas tone deaf they just won't listen
Keep yo enemies close but ur friends closer now that's a given
I'm gon disappear like waldo nigga spot the difference
I'm just here right now so i can see who been there from the beginning
I've been down lately
Drugs make me hazy
I just need my baby
But i don't know who to call cos i got too many
There ain't no one else but me
I feel schizophrenic way i'm talking crazy
Niggas tryna break me
But i'm too strong and i'm getting money like jay-z
(But i'm too strong and i'm getting money like jay-z)
(I know she wanna have my kids and my babies)
My closet bipolar cos i keep throwing fits
These niggas throwing shade sometimes I don't notice it
Knee deep in my bag but i can't stop focusing
I can see the gap but i know its closing in
Back then i was nothing but now you on my dick
You just want my time but I'm too busy going in
Tryna take control over my feelings
I thought it was the end
Gas got me higher than the ceiling
But i was in my bed
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Writer(s): Samson Asmamaw
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