PTSD.
I told you so for long but you woke
It ain't enough, but I know that you're sorry
Thinking for days, girl it seems you don't want it
You so amazing but this shit ain't working
Yeah I've been running with the wolves
Sick and tired
Now a nigga running outta patience
I can smell the danger
Though I got a running nose
Pulling back right in my shell
Cause you've been messing up the fragrance
I used to fight my demons but I learned to dance with 'em
Burst a hella moves, sipping glasses with the most of 'em
Trynna rendezvous but you'd be in your own lane
Got a lot of triggers yeah you picky with the gold chains
Yeah, how you gonna be my other half?
When you pushing me around and you ain't pulling back
When you thinking you the man and you get riled up
Maybe you just paranoid and prolly you ain't none of that
Still, I'm just grateful in ma own way
Thanking God I know you special every other day
But it seems when I focus on my dreams
I'm on a different frequency
But baby, dunno how ama deal with that
I'm in love with your light
Yeah you vulnerable
I know you ain't letting guard down
Your pretty little fears got me thinking 'bout mine now
Young, 6lack nigga, cold world
Yeah mine now's a mess
Paint a picture but reality just fucking with me
I just want some peace of mind but you don't even get it
I'm a mess baby
No, I'm an anomaly
I'M A MESS but I know I'm an an-OMALY
It ain't enough, but I know that you're sorry
Thinking for days, girl it seems you don't want it
You so amazing but this shit ain't working
Yeah I've been running with the wolves
Sick and tired
Now a nigga running outta patience
I can smell the danger
Though I got a running nose
Pulling back right in my shell
Cause you've been messing up the fragrance
I used to fight my demons but I learned to dance with 'em
Burst a hella moves, sipping glasses with the most of 'em
Trynna rendezvous but you'd be in your own lane
Got a lot of triggers yeah you picky with the gold chains
Yeah, how you gonna be my other half?
When you pushing me around and you ain't pulling back
When you thinking you the man and you get riled up
Maybe you just paranoid and prolly you ain't none of that
Still, I'm just grateful in ma own way
Thanking God I know you special every other day
But it seems when I focus on my dreams
I'm on a different frequency
But baby, dunno how ama deal with that
I'm in love with your light
Yeah you vulnerable
I know you ain't letting guard down
Your pretty little fears got me thinking 'bout mine now
Young, 6lack nigga, cold world
Yeah mine now's a mess
Paint a picture but reality just fucking with me
I just want some peace of mind but you don't even get it
I'm a mess baby
No, I'm an anomaly
I'M A MESS but I know I'm an an-OMALY
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Writer(s): Brighton Norbert Willa
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