FRIED

Bae i ain't waiting on no
One
Ain't standing in line
Usually all i'm by myself
Yeah like most of time

Always a flock yeah
The blind
They be leading the blind

Made it this far but i
Still feel like
I'm
Outta time

My head a temple
Cant read my mind
(this shit ain't fine)

My head a temple can't read my mind
I let it go but this shit ain't fine
I mix the oxy i need that high
Pop that and i just got so fried
Dame lil bae you ease my mind
Love me till she ask my sign
Psycho baby a mastermind
(master uh)

She want us meeting up
She thinks it's heating up
It's cause i'm hell fr
I hope she peep it though
She wanna speed it up
I wanna keep it slow
She wanna a nigga
I told her to leave me lone
Still finna pick me and blame it on cupid though
I play a roll but it's really her movie though
All in my zone yeah i'm crossed in the studio
Heard what you said it ain't part of my story

Bitch i've been growing so i ain't as worried
I heard your tape and i'm actually worried
I run this race like this shit was a derby
Start with a bean then i pop a lil perky
More power to you, you actually hurt me
I hurt you first and i'm sorry it hurted
She hated how i faded and working
Step in the booth and finally speak
Manic her mind with some stellar physique
Ducking them hoes that be covered with beaks
You is confused if i'm something 2 seek
Saw in the future that shit looking bleak



Credits
Writer(s): Xavier Henderson
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