Bandlab.M4a (Bonus)
Why can't I hurt and let go it's killing me slow
She said that she don't, feel the same
And I can't blame her, oh no
The things that you say, forever like it's written in stone
The look on your face, I can see your feelings went cold
Message delayed, I wake up and I'm hitting the road
I'm cool in my zone but throw heat if they asking for smoke
Could you tell me if I did wrong
And please don't tell me a lie, I'm feeling down but still I
Stay strong
Ain't no flaw in my intentions
Tone wake up and Tone go get it
Tone fuck up and Tone hurt feelings
Heard tone did what, nah fuck that nigga
But I don't trip, nor slip, I keep on living
Pour my cup and keep on sipping
And she know I keep liters with me
And my dawg know I got heater with me
I know that they hatin' on me, miles away
I seen the envy, so I put extra mileage on this Audi
Tryn' turn to a Bentley
Let a nigga tempt me
Parade inside his fucking city
Tell them boys come get me
They slide this way we leaving 'em shitty
I want my racks like Diddy, but you niggas act like Diddy
Hidden hoe I be back in a minute
Tricks are for kids lil bitch you silly
She asked for a dance, told her I could griddy
Said she made plans, told her she should end it
She said that she don't, feel the same
And I can't blame her, oh no
The things that you say, forever like it's written in stone
The look on your face, I can see your feelings went cold
Message delayed, I wake up and I'm hitting the road
I'm cool in my zone but throw heat if they asking for smoke
Could you tell me if I did wrong
And please don't tell me a lie, I'm feeling down but still I
Stay strong
Ain't no flaw in my intentions
Tone wake up and Tone go get it
Tone fuck up and Tone hurt feelings
Heard tone did what, nah fuck that nigga
But I don't trip, nor slip, I keep on living
Pour my cup and keep on sipping
And she know I keep liters with me
And my dawg know I got heater with me
I know that they hatin' on me, miles away
I seen the envy, so I put extra mileage on this Audi
Tryn' turn to a Bentley
Let a nigga tempt me
Parade inside his fucking city
Tell them boys come get me
They slide this way we leaving 'em shitty
I want my racks like Diddy, but you niggas act like Diddy
Hidden hoe I be back in a minute
Tricks are for kids lil bitch you silly
She asked for a dance, told her I could griddy
Said she made plans, told her she should end it
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Writer(s): Toney Key
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