Not Just Yet

Lyrics

[Intro] (I don't wanna go, not yet) [Verse 1: FearDorian] Real trauma, I can't lie 'bout it 'Nother rave, get out my body She was stuck on the fence and died by it It wasn't my choice, guess he just learned how to abide by it It wasn't my voice tellin' her the ways just to lie 'bout it I'm in a wide-body or a sports car, but I'm not drivin' I can't feel the substance, automatically, I be on autopilot I ran to my hotel with my eyes dry, I can't cry 'bout it I ran from the signs all the time Feel like a curse in my mind Said that I'm fine, but I lied I told her I love her and I tried How I'm just stuck in my— uh How I'm stuck in my head all the timе Disrespect in my face, draw thе line Now I'm addin' fuel to the fire She like I wake up and dance with the bands in the morning Think I'ma stop with the way that I'm going? I put my feet down and I go on a tour I feel like I'm Liam, I— I feel like I'm Liam, I show her the world She was ridin' for me without bein' my girl I pull out my lungs just to show you the worth Rip out my eyes just to show you my world I swear to God I am not flexin' on purpose I feel like a blessing and I still feel like a curse I swear to God, I— I gotta protect my pride Knowin' I'm in the crib, finna just stay inside Sometimes, I feel like I'm dyin' I spent my whole life tryna find you I swear that I'm tryin' Swear to God that I'm tryin', uh [Interlude: RiTchie] (I don't wanna go, not yet) They say, they say Think about it, I thought 'bout it All the shit weigh down my pockets Ain't no reason to talk 'bout it They say, they say [Verse 2: RiTchie] Think about it, I thought 'bout it (Oh my God) All the shit weigh down my pockets Ain't no reason to talk 'bout it If you really just talk 'round it Rope me in, nigga, y'all wildin' Shit, I said what I said, it's not my problem Think about it, I thought 'bout it Think about it, I— oh Maybe a couple mes ago But this ain't nothin' I ain't seen before I been broke and I seen 'em broke But some things better off seen alone Hold up, let me talk 'bout it, like, mm I'm worried about— I'm worried about— I'm worried about you, RiTchie (Think about it, 'bout it, think about it, like, oh) All this shit made me cold, a nigga rock solid If the shit hit the floor, nigga, walk 'round it You gon' do shit about it? Shit, if not, drop it Break bread, they be dead, nigga, not probably Like, nigga, y'all wildin'' They caught my ass in a slump and I hopped out it I said I hopped out that shit (Oh my God) If your ass made your bed, nigga, lie by it At least stand by what you said, don't gotta lie 'bout it If you live for this shit, nigga, die 'bout it All this shit made me cold, a nigga rock solid like (Boom, boom, boom) Think about it, I thought 'bout it Think about it, I— oh