Nobody’s Favorite

Hopeless romantic or just Nobody's favorite
Either way I keep it tucked and let it fester within me
Said I don't care how I'm feeling
But lowkey filled with this envy
Like how the fuck you left me knowing you the one I want?
I can't sell my soul to be your type
You like what you like and I'm everything he not
I been in the wrong thinking you my Mrs. Right
Guess that's just what happens in this little life of mine
Ok

My memory's bad I can't remember if I wanted to
Starting to forget but I remember that I wanted you
I lowkey wonder do you think about me aye
I lowkey wonder do you think about me aye
My memory's bad I can't remember if I wanted to
Starting to forget but I just remembered I wanted you
I lowkey wonder do you think about me
I lowkey wonder do you think about me

Niggas steady trying to take my bitch ok good luck with that
That lil hoe she boujie I think that she barely like me back
Think I'm done with that but it's more like she ain't coming back
Last time that we spoke I said some shit and she ain't write me back
I can't sell my soul to be your type
You like what you like and I'm everything he not
I been chasing knots while I'm fucking Mrs. Right
She text me bout sum shit but I can't see I'm way too high
Ugh Aye
She text my phone said It's urgent
Said I'm working
Lowkey my hearts in a circus but I look calm on the surface
Baby my stomach turning body yearning
Feel like she don't want me back
Damn I feel like Drake I'm upset she ain't write me back
This shit way too federal the dumbest shit I ever wrote
Lowkey thought I wanted you to be my lil forever hoe
She don't like me back no more
I can tell she let me go
Probably should've cuffed
But she don't want to fuck with me no more damn



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Writer(s): Chizitere Okoro
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