June 1st

Lyrics

[Intro] Every word unsaid Weighs a little heavier Weighs a little heavier The whole world's on my shoulders, mmh Weighs a little heavier [Verse] June 1st, I was sitting in the back of the Van, 100 grand, wasn't feeling so spectacular Knew I had to call you and tell you the things I did Dread sinking in, like a nigga kissing Dracula I dialed your number, every digit that I pressed, had me stressed I was bugging, can't believe I'm gon' confess It prob be easier if I jumped off thе Eiffel Come crashing down like a mеteor, but I'm not suicidal I pressed the call button, then I hung up Then I pressed the call button again, like, "Man the fuck up" Dial tone sounding like the music to my funeral Six niggas carrying my body, nothing beautiful Hands all shaking, like it's cocaine in my cuticles I'm numb, but I'm feeling everything, that's unusual The weight of the whole world is pressed in my shoulders And then you picked up