Overwork
Trying to talk to you now like i'd rather stay silent
Yeah, I know they look at me now like that boy stayed solid
These thorns they grow on my crown, my mind be bleedin' off em
The snakes they be hidin' around, but they ain't leachin' off us
Left all the fakes in the dust, and now they ain't got nobody
The papers say can't have a gun, I know you ain't got no bodies
He said this man took my hoe, I think I'm gonna rob 'em
Since 2020, you yappin' on, think you got a problem
You sell scrap for cash, I'm gon' sell tix like Boston
50 bag, you get scammed on, that shit got me coughin
Ever since my brother died, I can't see my friends in a coffin
Ever since my bro died, thought of pills makin' me nauseous
Bad bitch, she a birdbrain, can't connect with her, she thoughtless
Bad bitch, giving good brain, I'm in love with her, now I'm thoughtless
Two hours off the comedown, I'm so tired, I'm exhausted
Two hours imma calm down, off the juice, Imma get a sparkin'
She want Celine fits and all Burberry purses
I want Margiela kicks, my heart is chrome from overworking
I got bad bitches, all these bad bitches, they ain't workin
They just act different, when they act different, it ain't worth it
Yeah, I know they look at me now like that boy stayed solid
These thorns they grow on my crown, my mind be bleedin' off em
The snakes they be hidin' around, but they ain't leachin' off us
Left all the fakes in the dust, and now they ain't got nobody
The papers say can't have a gun, I know you ain't got no bodies
He said this man took my hoe, I think I'm gonna rob 'em
Since 2020, you yappin' on, think you got a problem
You sell scrap for cash, I'm gon' sell tix like Boston
50 bag, you get scammed on, that shit got me coughin
Ever since my brother died, I can't see my friends in a coffin
Ever since my bro died, thought of pills makin' me nauseous
Bad bitch, she a birdbrain, can't connect with her, she thoughtless
Bad bitch, giving good brain, I'm in love with her, now I'm thoughtless
Two hours off the comedown, I'm so tired, I'm exhausted
Two hours imma calm down, off the juice, Imma get a sparkin'
She want Celine fits and all Burberry purses
I want Margiela kicks, my heart is chrome from overworking
I got bad bitches, all these bad bitches, they ain't workin
They just act different, when they act different, it ain't worth it
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Writer(s): Bryce Wagner
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