Lyrics
Contemplating too much
I'm so pessimistic
But I'm blessed and gifted
Think of the worst of the worst
Don't plan on dying
That's the shit I gotta live with
Pain in my eyes keep my head low
Yeah I'm great with disguise
Introvert, like a nigga is shy
But when in traffic
Nah, I ain't no square ass nigga
So yea, I keep my head high
Fuck what they talkin' bout
They don't even know about my life
Keep your two cents aside
Maybe if you stay out of my business
Go save up your money
You could get you some fries
But
Baby girl I love you
I cant even fucking hug you
This shit weighing on my mind
Tired of texting, tired of discussing
We arguing and fussing
Please don't get started with cussing
Distance is killing me
But I cant drive because my car not trusted
You wheezing
Your ribs, I'm squeezing
Fuck with another nigga, that's treason
I would get mad for no reason
Cause of my past, hoodie season
Been in my bag, never sleeping
I was down bad, need no preaching
I just miss you
Your pictures is close as I get to
Holding and kissing you
Feels like I got issues
But Its my anxiety
But its my anxiety
Might sit back, just smoke bleu cheese
Baby girl I love you
I two hands and lotion I'll rub you
No push shove, but I wanna touch you
You push up, but you don't get loose
Its hurting, that's just an excuse
You coasting, choking no abuse
And we both done, calling it a truce
White flag, calling it a truce
Baby girl I love you
I cant even fucking hug you
This shit weighing on my mind
Tired of texting, tired of discussing
We arguing and fussing
Please dont get started with cussing
Distance is killing me
Fuck it, hit the road no bluffing
WRITERS
Traevon Brown
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