Blurry
Well I'm tryna spit some fly shit
She roll her eyes then talk by guy shit
Piss me off and I gotta disguise it
Cuz' niggas treat her like a side chick
She despise it
But next day she getting her thighs licked
By a guy whose ripped
Who asks if she's tight and calling her "My bitch"
Lies about dominance and violence
I speak My truth on toms and violins
She got on My nerves just like she myelin
I'm a rapper in My 20s scared of being lured by sirens
Know what fuck it cuz I don't want her
Stabbed me in the back like 28 times a nigga is starting to feel like connor
I got stab wounds
And I swing on a nigga like baboons
Shit I'm sick and tired of all these copycats moving like Pat Boone
Man I'm taking trips ain't coming back soon
My vision is blurry
My vision is blurry
Tried to be frank left me drowning in oceans
Tryna kick shit like nikes it just left me unopened
My heart stings like ivy please buy me some lotion
Fucked me over like a trojan
That pink and white dress got infinite motion
My nigga told me be yourself and she'll notice
I'm flirting solo like a nigga a vocalist
Look at skylines to self control all of My nervousness
I'm a good guy like 7 nights of the week
Told her the outfit is pretty sweet
And liked her facebook story i'm kinda geeked
I'm close to you in your white ferrari baby i'm tryna freak
She smoking a cig to get fried at a god speed
Blasting Future and I covered the fee
And moving her blonde hair away from her cheeks
My vision is blurry
I can't see shit cuz My vision is blurry
My vision is blurry
My vision is
She roll her eyes then talk by guy shit
Piss me off and I gotta disguise it
Cuz' niggas treat her like a side chick
She despise it
But next day she getting her thighs licked
By a guy whose ripped
Who asks if she's tight and calling her "My bitch"
Lies about dominance and violence
I speak My truth on toms and violins
She got on My nerves just like she myelin
I'm a rapper in My 20s scared of being lured by sirens
Know what fuck it cuz I don't want her
Stabbed me in the back like 28 times a nigga is starting to feel like connor
I got stab wounds
And I swing on a nigga like baboons
Shit I'm sick and tired of all these copycats moving like Pat Boone
Man I'm taking trips ain't coming back soon
My vision is blurry
My vision is blurry
Tried to be frank left me drowning in oceans
Tryna kick shit like nikes it just left me unopened
My heart stings like ivy please buy me some lotion
Fucked me over like a trojan
That pink and white dress got infinite motion
My nigga told me be yourself and she'll notice
I'm flirting solo like a nigga a vocalist
Look at skylines to self control all of My nervousness
I'm a good guy like 7 nights of the week
Told her the outfit is pretty sweet
And liked her facebook story i'm kinda geeked
I'm close to you in your white ferrari baby i'm tryna freak
She smoking a cig to get fried at a god speed
Blasting Future and I covered the fee
And moving her blonde hair away from her cheeks
My vision is blurry
I can't see shit cuz My vision is blurry
My vision is blurry
My vision is
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Writer(s): Emmett Favreau
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