cardiac burglar
This ain't my fault
Blame it all on my intoxication
Baby, am I talking to a wall?
(Let the drums hit)
No, this ain't my fault
Girl, you know how I get when I'm wasted
Losing all my patience
Tryna find a way in
What's the point of saying I'm tryna FaceTime when it's faceless?
And I'd give it all
To make sure that same girl ain't lost
Fell through my fingers again like I thought
Now these days my thought's all that I've got
And if it wasn't for love
I'd probably be in bliss
I'd never have to be tough
I'd never have to tell myself to stop
It's all in my head
But I still can't push the feeling away
And the way that it was
I can't get out my mind and beat myself the fuck up
This curse that I'm under
I see pieces of you in another
From now on, I'll say it all straight
Told her I'ma killa bae
Pretty face devastator
Cardiac burglar
I'll take your heart for sure, girl
Crying in my face, say I gotta change
All I say is uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
Sorry shawty, know I fucked up
I spliff an eighth
Introspect
Tryna make my shit correct
We can talk or play with our emotions since you're into that
Like you
Nobody like you in the world, girl, when you're feeling me
Yeah, you're feeling me
Every time you're out alone, baby
Gotta fuck 'em up!
New style, shit wild how the others suck
I tried looking around but they ain't one of us
Yeah, but I'm a stone cold killa
I'd take the globe and throw this whole shit up
I face my own hang-ups and I rid 'em
Hang up the phone, I see ya next winter
Thank God for sinnin'
Follow a different missionary
I'd put myself down if it's necessary
Just see that I see what you see
We got the same eye, both visionaries
Uh
Working on myself still
Shawty, ain't nobody else as real, you know it
Yeah, it's a whole lotta shit you knowing
When you see my face, baby, tell me does it show a
Killa bae
Pretty face devastator
Cardiac burglar
I'll take your heart for sure, girl
Crying in my face, say I gotta change
All I say is uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
Sorry shawty, know I fucked up
I spliff an eighth
Introspect
Tryna make my shit correct
We can talk or play with our emotions since you're into that
Like you
Nobody like you in the world, girl, when you're-
When you're feeling me
Keep on feeling me, oh
Blame it all on my intoxication
Baby, am I talking to a wall?
(Let the drums hit)
No, this ain't my fault
Girl, you know how I get when I'm wasted
Losing all my patience
Tryna find a way in
What's the point of saying I'm tryna FaceTime when it's faceless?
And I'd give it all
To make sure that same girl ain't lost
Fell through my fingers again like I thought
Now these days my thought's all that I've got
And if it wasn't for love
I'd probably be in bliss
I'd never have to be tough
I'd never have to tell myself to stop
It's all in my head
But I still can't push the feeling away
And the way that it was
I can't get out my mind and beat myself the fuck up
This curse that I'm under
I see pieces of you in another
From now on, I'll say it all straight
Told her I'ma killa bae
Pretty face devastator
Cardiac burglar
I'll take your heart for sure, girl
Crying in my face, say I gotta change
All I say is uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
Sorry shawty, know I fucked up
I spliff an eighth
Introspect
Tryna make my shit correct
We can talk or play with our emotions since you're into that
Like you
Nobody like you in the world, girl, when you're feeling me
Yeah, you're feeling me
Every time you're out alone, baby
Gotta fuck 'em up!
New style, shit wild how the others suck
I tried looking around but they ain't one of us
Yeah, but I'm a stone cold killa
I'd take the globe and throw this whole shit up
I face my own hang-ups and I rid 'em
Hang up the phone, I see ya next winter
Thank God for sinnin'
Follow a different missionary
I'd put myself down if it's necessary
Just see that I see what you see
We got the same eye, both visionaries
Uh
Working on myself still
Shawty, ain't nobody else as real, you know it
Yeah, it's a whole lotta shit you knowing
When you see my face, baby, tell me does it show a
Killa bae
Pretty face devastator
Cardiac burglar
I'll take your heart for sure, girl
Crying in my face, say I gotta change
All I say is uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
Sorry shawty, know I fucked up
I spliff an eighth
Introspect
Tryna make my shit correct
We can talk or play with our emotions since you're into that
Like you
Nobody like you in the world, girl, when you're-
When you're feeling me
Keep on feeling me, oh
Credits
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