Too gone
Mmm ahh
Yeah I'm too gone inside of my head
Yeah I'm too gone inside of my head
Give me your love, my feelings are dead
It's you I want, come hop in my bed
(Roughen these sheets, I just wanna feel it
Girl I'm too numb, what's the point I feel dead
Can't feel a thing, but you make me feel this
Girl won't you hop in this bed, and do your thing
Do your thing, make me feel)
I just wanna feel alive
Shooters wanna take my life
Niggas wanna jack my pride
I just wanna feel alive
I don't wanna be on guard
I Don't wanna be on guard
Street done got me paranoid
Baby girl I want your love
Yeah
Sipping double C double C
I done numb me
Running from my head, from my thoughts
'Fore they drown me
Bae I need you here, need you here
Don't you run
Yeah I'm too gone inside of my head
Yeah I'm too gone inside of my head
Give me your love, my feelings are dead
It's' you I want, come hop in my bed
(Roughen these sheets, I just wanna feel it
Girl I'm too numb, what's the point I feel dead
Can't feel a thing, but you make me feel this
Girl won't you hop in this bed, and do your thing
Do your thing, make me feel)
Yeah I'm too gone inside of my head
Yeah I'm too gone inside of my head
Give me your love, my feelings are dead
It's you I want, come hop in my bed
(Roughen these sheets, I just wanna feel it
Girl I'm too numb, what's the point I feel dead
Can't feel a thing, but you make me feel this
Girl won't you hop in this bed, and do your thing
Do your thing, make me feel)
I just wanna feel alive
Shooters wanna take my life
Niggas wanna jack my pride
I just wanna feel alive
I don't wanna be on guard
I Don't wanna be on guard
Street done got me paranoid
Baby girl I want your love
Yeah
Sipping double C double C
I done numb me
Running from my head, from my thoughts
'Fore they drown me
Bae I need you here, need you here
Don't you run
Yeah I'm too gone inside of my head
Yeah I'm too gone inside of my head
Give me your love, my feelings are dead
It's' you I want, come hop in my bed
(Roughen these sheets, I just wanna feel it
Girl I'm too numb, what's the point I feel dead
Can't feel a thing, but you make me feel this
Girl won't you hop in this bed, and do your thing
Do your thing, make me feel)
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