Don't Feel Anymore
I told em imma be myself forever I don't give a fuck what they think
You already know what's going on
This how I feel imma speak that shit
Fuck what they think
THGWRLDFOREVER LONGLIVEMYBRUDDA
Yea we had to part ways
Your all up in my brain
Everyday feels the same
When you're not in my face
Bitch don't judge me bitch I'm feeling bad
I see these niggas stealing swag
I don't need no autotune to express myself
I was tripping off the shrooms almost wrecked myself
Let me tell you how I feel when I'm all alone
Don't nobody hit my phone
I put that glockie in fendi bag
I've been wondering if I had a soul
It ain't sold but I let go
I already know
Spread that money we get ricky racks
Yea we had to part ways
Your all up in my brain
Everyday feels the same
When you're not in my face
Bitch don't judge me bitch I'm feeling bad
I see these niggas stealing swag
I don't need no autotune to express myself
I was tripping off the shrooms almost wrecked myself
Let me tell you how I feel when I'm all alone
Don't nobody hit my phone
I put that glockie in fendi bag
I've been wondering if I had a soul
It ain't sold but I let go
I already know
Spread that money we get ricky racks
Keep that bitch stuck to me like it's sticky tac
I don't feel anymore yea I'm used to that
You already know what's going on
This how I feel imma speak that shit
Fuck what they think
THGWRLDFOREVER LONGLIVEMYBRUDDA
Yea we had to part ways
Your all up in my brain
Everyday feels the same
When you're not in my face
Bitch don't judge me bitch I'm feeling bad
I see these niggas stealing swag
I don't need no autotune to express myself
I was tripping off the shrooms almost wrecked myself
Let me tell you how I feel when I'm all alone
Don't nobody hit my phone
I put that glockie in fendi bag
I've been wondering if I had a soul
It ain't sold but I let go
I already know
Spread that money we get ricky racks
Yea we had to part ways
Your all up in my brain
Everyday feels the same
When you're not in my face
Bitch don't judge me bitch I'm feeling bad
I see these niggas stealing swag
I don't need no autotune to express myself
I was tripping off the shrooms almost wrecked myself
Let me tell you how I feel when I'm all alone
Don't nobody hit my phone
I put that glockie in fendi bag
I've been wondering if I had a soul
It ain't sold but I let go
I already know
Spread that money we get ricky racks
Keep that bitch stuck to me like it's sticky tac
I don't feel anymore yea I'm used to that
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