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[Chorus] Left a lot of things behind I can't say I regret I put down the Bible, I picked up my head I got some new skin, I switched out all my rags Gave you all I had, how could you leave it there? [Verse 1] I know that I'm wrong, I say I need you there I pick up my bags, you act like you don't care Walking out the door and I ain't coming back (SpaceTime) I convince myself that I was never there All my friends walk by like they don't know my name I forget the mask cover like half my face Sometimes I feel guilty, put myself away I'm tryna remеmber my lil' sister's age I lovе my baby head, I fuck in different states Soon as I get happy, I hop on that plane Why I say that I love you, I don't call you back I know I blew investments on some stupid things Fucked with Wock' before I flushed that down the drain Fucked with Percocets until you died on me Yes I love you boy, I almost blew your brain I know I pick and choose what they see through that screen Maybe all of us had switched up for the fame Had to reach out to the ones who first believed in me Even parts of me stuck in these different states I hope I didn't leave the ones who needed me My mama mad I'm stubborn, and I don't see my granny I'm scared, it hurts my heart to see her go through this We can't agree on shit but I still love my daddy And I can't say I could fly down and tell you this Maybe I'm so dumb, maybe I overreacted I know that there ain't no coming back from this [Verse 2] I'm salty as hell, I'm stepping in Lou's, and I ain't like the rest I know it's gon' end, my brothers in peni' and I'm hopping the fence They say that I'm rich, I'm feinin' on nic', can't say that I'm bitch They laugh when I flinch, contorted them bullets come closer than a inch She sniffing a pinch, cutting off lights, I'm making her piss My baby so drip, don't need no nigga, so she know she the shit I'm letting it rip, envelope busting, I'm making a flip They rapping 'em diss, nigga so stressed and I'm cracking a bitch Cranking out hits, Zay going crazy, he throwing a fit He fuck with the opps, I love you my nigga, how could you do this? She cutting her wrists, telling me how much that I would be missed I deleted Twitter, I see them politics, getting so bitter I need a minute, I need to figure out how to get figures Living so broke, I got me some money, I'm living so dope Move and I'll cook it, smoking on Cookie, can't say that I'm rookie I saw my chances, I took it, mama was right, it ain't how it's looking, she came from the sticks She did what she could, led me in directions, made an impression I know I ain't perfect, I had some reflections, I'm havin' some blessings Know that I need you, that's all that I'm asking, yeah [Chorus] Left a lot of things behind I can't say I regret I put down the Bible, I picked up my head I got some new skin, I switched out all my rags Gave you all I had, how could you leave it there?
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- Izaya Tiji