one time for my motherfuckin'
two times for the homie's two times
one time for the homie's one time
yo i'm tryna have my mind clear
i'm tryna meditate more often
before i'm in a coffin tryna be someone accomplished
they say that loves addictive and i think i got a problem
you're tryna get acknowledged and i'm tryna get impalas
genie in a bottle wishing they could be me
internet rappers is cheesy cam'll make it look easy
depressive thoughts will bring me down
you were probably the most talented girl i know
but you never gave yourself the crown
long nights with fights got a hole in my wall
cause we were texting long distance i got pissed when you called
say you fucking with the vision but you didn't at all
you wanted me to stay local didn't want me to ball
now the smoke clears i see it from a fresher perspective
everything you ever want in life you gotta go get it
i ain't gonna be the one to stick around while you're venting
a relationships a two way street and i'm at the end of it
when she dipped out the door said she's not coming back
people come with baggage that they gotta unpack
hard to talk about it openly but then it really spoke to me
she never really rode with me
she really only coped with me
yeah so the other day i was smoking weed
opened up a text that i quickly got a chance to read
i don't know how i'ma turn this into poetry
but cam i really love you i just don't know what's the road for me
or maybe it's the new girl that i'm dating and she's jealous
fuck the block is hot dog
don't let yourself fall for the trap homie i'm telling you
gotta step back i think these emotions falling you
she don't even like that you rap and that's like all you do
got some problems and i can't even believe
but i gotta pull the plug man i'm rolling up my sleeve let's
its off the top of the head
she was chilling in my bed
and i had to take a text and read