Unthinkable
I'm tryna paint the perfect picture but that life I just can't live I got this dream of me and you if you was mine I'd be all in
I'm tryna see if you a blessing or a lesson, what it is?
You asked around about me did they lie you know these niggas kids
I know my reputation bad and I done made some bitches sad
But I'm done playing bitches so let's try again make you my last
I hope you put your trust in me and never judge me off my past
I was just young I thought that having hoes was cool it made you mad
You did your research on a nigga knew I broke up with Simone
I seen you on IG the same day my cousin say I'm wrong
But when you falling out of love for months it's easy to move on
And if she listening it's all love no I ain't dissing in this song
We started talking put you in my favorites dnd my phone
Cause I was fucking with your vibe these other hoes can leave me lone
I met your lil ass in December and you made my heart cold
That's what I get for moving quick and now my fucking heart gone
It's 11 while I'm writing this so I'm thinking of you
They call me 5 so I pour up a 5 when I get in that mood
I'm still gon have some hope for us right now I don't know what to do
11 shots they diss your name 11 shots I'm sending through
Go round the screen and shoot em with my left I bet I make em move
I shoot from deep and now I feel like Steph so you I just can't lose
Can't go to sleep my clock keep going off and I just go hit snooze
Can come to me when you get ready think I'm lying just ask K2
Running away from all this pain got evil thoughts up in my brain
I'm tryna stay sane but it's hard life knocked me down I charge it to the game
No I'm not on this bitch to cap this is my testimony
Nigga boot up make his sandwich hot and knock the cheese out his baloney
A stand up guy ain't no façade you meet me I just wanna win
When I was broke y'all was broke too so no I don't got shit to lend
And I was taught don't stand down better up that bitch and stand on ten
This storm I'm in feel like I'm stuck up in the speed force I swear to God
Honey buns up in my pocket a bitch I don't need or
A bitch ass nigga making fables turn the tables knock the wifi out his head go pay the cable
Find a way to cope with pain I drown my feelings oil
You gotta stay down watch me ball and all the bags you gon get spoiled
Like sometimes I just wish somebody text my phone and check on me
She pussy foot up on the gram and expecting me to watch like it's a flex on me
Like I don't got the time I'm on my grind I'm tryna be the best me I can be
My storm not filled with rain it's filled with hell that's pouring down
They depend on me so if it all fall down they look at me I can't be slowing down
When the sun go down that's when it get the worst
Get in my head I think of you, of you doing the unthinkable
My grass ain't greener on the other side but I'm tryna see it through
I knew I lost myself I let the money go and let you substitute
I'm tryna see if you a blessing or a lesson, what it is?
You asked around about me did they lie you know these niggas kids
I know my reputation bad and I done made some bitches sad
But I'm done playing bitches so let's try again make you my last
I hope you put your trust in me and never judge me off my past
I was just young I thought that having hoes was cool it made you mad
You did your research on a nigga knew I broke up with Simone
I seen you on IG the same day my cousin say I'm wrong
But when you falling out of love for months it's easy to move on
And if she listening it's all love no I ain't dissing in this song
We started talking put you in my favorites dnd my phone
Cause I was fucking with your vibe these other hoes can leave me lone
I met your lil ass in December and you made my heart cold
That's what I get for moving quick and now my fucking heart gone
It's 11 while I'm writing this so I'm thinking of you
They call me 5 so I pour up a 5 when I get in that mood
I'm still gon have some hope for us right now I don't know what to do
11 shots they diss your name 11 shots I'm sending through
Go round the screen and shoot em with my left I bet I make em move
I shoot from deep and now I feel like Steph so you I just can't lose
Can't go to sleep my clock keep going off and I just go hit snooze
Can come to me when you get ready think I'm lying just ask K2
Running away from all this pain got evil thoughts up in my brain
I'm tryna stay sane but it's hard life knocked me down I charge it to the game
No I'm not on this bitch to cap this is my testimony
Nigga boot up make his sandwich hot and knock the cheese out his baloney
A stand up guy ain't no façade you meet me I just wanna win
When I was broke y'all was broke too so no I don't got shit to lend
And I was taught don't stand down better up that bitch and stand on ten
This storm I'm in feel like I'm stuck up in the speed force I swear to God
Honey buns up in my pocket a bitch I don't need or
A bitch ass nigga making fables turn the tables knock the wifi out his head go pay the cable
Find a way to cope with pain I drown my feelings oil
You gotta stay down watch me ball and all the bags you gon get spoiled
Like sometimes I just wish somebody text my phone and check on me
She pussy foot up on the gram and expecting me to watch like it's a flex on me
Like I don't got the time I'm on my grind I'm tryna be the best me I can be
My storm not filled with rain it's filled with hell that's pouring down
They depend on me so if it all fall down they look at me I can't be slowing down
When the sun go down that's when it get the worst
Get in my head I think of you, of you doing the unthinkable
My grass ain't greener on the other side but I'm tryna see it through
I knew I lost myself I let the money go and let you substitute
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Writer(s): Fog Steel
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