Nonchalant
I said I'm sorry, I said I'm sorry, yeah
Yeah, yeah
For the robberies, why I set myself up, for a lot of robberies?
Why I jump in front of a bullet when you ain't dyin' for me?
Yeah, ay, ay, ay, ay (I need that vehicle now)
Babe, put the pussy on me (on me)
Finna swim on the Michael Phelps (Phelps)
I'm deep in the streets (the streets), I'ma die in by myself (myself)
She was beggin' me, "Please don't leave" (leave)
But I'm better off by myself (myself)
You want love like Adam and Eve
But you're only dyin' for yourself (oh)
Tryna ride off in the bus, stop, baby, where you goin'? (Goin')
And you ain't gotta act hard (you ain't gotta act hard), baby, what we doin'?
I'm feeling so nonchalant, ah (uh, uh)
I'm feeling so nonchalant (yeah), yeah (yeah)
My emotions nonchalant
Heart's showin' that you're the one (that you're the one)
Know it seems like I don't care, I promise, I do (I promise that I do)
You don't know that I sacrifice for you, baby, I'd die for you (I'd die)
All these xan man, ain't right for you (not at all)
Not wrong, but I tried for you (I'm tryin')
She wanna fussin' and fightin', stay on and argue
But I ain't got the time for it (I ain't got time for it)
I'm tryna do right, she just wanna bring up the past
I swear that it's mind-blowing (I swear that it's mind-blowing)
If you wanna blitch our relationship, off with the pal
What the fuck am I tryin' for? (What the fuck am I tryin' for?)
I'm tryna tell you how I feel while I'm holdin' my tail
What the fuck is you cryin' for?
But I wanna fix it, your love changed, you treat me different
You're the one I'm missin', and I'm bad, you keepin' your distance
Tell me that I'm wrong, I'm tryna drink away all our problems (all our problems)
Tell me where I went wrong, I'm tired of tellin' you that I'm sorry
(Tired of tellin' you that I'm sorry)
Babe, put the pussy on me (on me)
Finna swim on the Michael Phelps (Michael Phelps)
I'm deep in the streets (the streets, yeah), I'ma die in by myself (myself)
She was beggin' me, "Please don't leave" (please)
But I'm better off by myself (I can swim)
You want love like Adam and Eve
But you're only dyin' for yourself
Tryna ride off in the bus, stop, baby, where you goin'? (Where you goin'?)
And you ain't gotta act hard (you ain't gotta act hard), baby, what we doin'?
I'm feeling so nonchalant, ah (uh, uh)
I'm feeling so nonchalant (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah
For the robberies, why I set myself up, for a lot of robberies?
Why I jump in front of a bullet when you ain't dyin' for me?
Yeah, ay, ay, ay, ay (I need that vehicle now)
Babe, put the pussy on me (on me)
Finna swim on the Michael Phelps (Phelps)
I'm deep in the streets (the streets), I'ma die in by myself (myself)
She was beggin' me, "Please don't leave" (leave)
But I'm better off by myself (myself)
You want love like Adam and Eve
But you're only dyin' for yourself (oh)
Tryna ride off in the bus, stop, baby, where you goin'? (Goin')
And you ain't gotta act hard (you ain't gotta act hard), baby, what we doin'?
I'm feeling so nonchalant, ah (uh, uh)
I'm feeling so nonchalant (yeah), yeah (yeah)
My emotions nonchalant
Heart's showin' that you're the one (that you're the one)
Know it seems like I don't care, I promise, I do (I promise that I do)
You don't know that I sacrifice for you, baby, I'd die for you (I'd die)
All these xan man, ain't right for you (not at all)
Not wrong, but I tried for you (I'm tryin')
She wanna fussin' and fightin', stay on and argue
But I ain't got the time for it (I ain't got time for it)
I'm tryna do right, she just wanna bring up the past
I swear that it's mind-blowing (I swear that it's mind-blowing)
If you wanna blitch our relationship, off with the pal
What the fuck am I tryin' for? (What the fuck am I tryin' for?)
I'm tryna tell you how I feel while I'm holdin' my tail
What the fuck is you cryin' for?
But I wanna fix it, your love changed, you treat me different
You're the one I'm missin', and I'm bad, you keepin' your distance
Tell me that I'm wrong, I'm tryna drink away all our problems (all our problems)
Tell me where I went wrong, I'm tired of tellin' you that I'm sorry
(Tired of tellin' you that I'm sorry)
Babe, put the pussy on me (on me)
Finna swim on the Michael Phelps (Michael Phelps)
I'm deep in the streets (the streets, yeah), I'ma die in by myself (myself)
She was beggin' me, "Please don't leave" (please)
But I'm better off by myself (I can swim)
You want love like Adam and Eve
But you're only dyin' for yourself
Tryna ride off in the bus, stop, baby, where you goin'? (Where you goin'?)
And you ain't gotta act hard (you ain't gotta act hard), baby, what we doin'?
I'm feeling so nonchalant, ah (uh, uh)
I'm feeling so nonchalant (yeah, yeah)
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Writer(s): Keyanta Bullard
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