Emotionally Sober

Ayy, damn, let me catch my breath, dawg
Shit real crazy nowadays, bruh
Let me talk to them tho

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Me and my bro push the SRT, I promise you we don't care about traffic
I don't play my right hand mans, if you get too close then he letting you have it
My niggas cause havoc
My niggas say let that shit spark like we playing with matches

I been keeping my heart on my sleeve, cause baby, I don't need no attachment
We don't need no hoes, all my niggas we know, to get to that dough
I been tryna live my life on the low, all of these bitches be go
Just like im drake im finna controlla, playing that bitch just like a controller

Do y'all even hear me? I can't tell cause y'all's not getting my motive
Got a heart of a lion and eyes of a cobra
You bitches cant hurt me, I'm emotionally sober
Fuck shot clock, I'm a shoot til its over

We gonna send him to the birds, yeah, up like a dover
I'ma shoot my shot like I'm Dellavedova
My chopper not friendly, that bitch do not know ya
Life is a gamble, like we playing poker
Im feeling this shit yea, bitch, I'm the Joker

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Bad lil' bitch, she like how I do it
No Madagascar, But she like to move it
Hop in a coupe hit the gas, Now i'm zooming
Not writing no letter, I get higher than clouds and bitch, I be zooted

Can't say how I feel in this life, yeah, I feel like I'm losing
I can't hang with females now days
Cause all they do is be picking and choosing
Just tell me what it is tell me its real
Baby, I told you I'm doing the deal
Baby, no, I'm cracking a seal
Let me get in your heart for real

Frostbite got my heart on ice
Lately, I been getting the chills
Yeah, love hurt, love scars
Lately, I got my head over heels
Lately, I can't relate to niggas, they don't know how I feel
I just can't do it for real

She broke my heart to pieces I'm surprised I'm breathing still
I been stuck in my hoodie
Lately, I relate to a boogie
Don't put foul on a nigga, you a rookie
Nowadays, I do shit that I shouldn't

Uh-oh-oh-oh-oh
uh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Uh-oh-oh-oh-oh
uh-oh- oh-oh-oh

Me and my bro push the SRT, I promise you we don't care about traffic
I don't play my right hand mans, if you get too close then he letting you have it
My niggas cause havoc
My niggas say let that shit spark like we playing with matches

I been keeping my heart on my sleeve, cause baby, I don't need no attachment
We don't need no hoes, all my niggas we know, to get to that dough
I been tryna live my life on the low, all of these bitches be go
Just like im drake im finna controlla, playing that bitch just like a controller
Do y'all even hear me? I can't tell cause y'all's not getting my motive



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Writer(s): Robert Pearson
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