Blissful Coma

This blissful coma, this blissful coma, this blissful coma
Fuck what they talking about
Hitting me up, hitting me up Hitting me up like they want something
Don't holla at me now nigga, what's all that shit you was talking
Hitting me up like they need something I was down for them, yeah I gave them the game

I was down for them, gave them all the game but they stabbed my back, just to make a name
In my own lane, and it ain't the same, we once was brothers, but now you are lame
Yeah, I gave them my trust, they broke it like a mirror
Used to be my dog, now that picture is looking clear
They was with me in the trenches, now they gone like the wind

I told them some secrets, now they whisper with a grin
Smiled at my face, but they scheme on the low
I was riding for the team, but they switched up for the doe
Put my heart in this, I thought we built it on respect

You out here moving funny, fuck it, what's next
Was counting blessings, now I'm counting who's fake
They was eating off my plate, I ain't know I fed a snake
Damn, Lawwd

Kept it real from the start, they played it like a role
Took my loyalty for granted, now I'm icy, hot, cold

This blissful coma, this blissful coma, this blissful coma
Hitting me up, hitting me up, hitting me up
Like they want something
Fuck wrong with you
Hitting me up like they need something
I was down for them, yeah I gave them the game
I gave them the game

Was blinded by the love, I ain't see the signs flash
Now I'm sittin' at the top, but the past still clash
They said I changed up, but I stayed in my lane
Had to level up my circle, now I'm swervin' through the pain

This blissful coma, this blissful coma, this blissful coma
Hitting me up, hitting me up, hitting me up
Like they want something

Hitting me up like they need something
I was down for them, yeah I gave them the game
I gave them the game

Ton too hard nigga
Cross me nigga that's it
It is what it is



Credits
Writer(s): Anton Mccutchen
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