Yeah, jealously really not new to me
How am I feeling so broken?
You seem to be happy- it's honestly rude to be
Posting and living yo life, while I'm stuck in my bed
What the fuck did you do to me?
Reminisce every night baby truthfully
All our plans went away oh so beautifully
The way I'm replaying the "Messages"
Made some "Mistakes" I should listen to Hxliday
She might be a witch, she play with my head
Nigga done ran into Naminé
Don't know who the trust
Could grow up with niggas dat still walk you down up in dis age
They "Zero Suit Samus", you take way the tech
You would see that they really just bitch-made
She said that I'm toxic, must be suicidal
Would swallow it all when she taste me
They see that I'm up, won't give you da sauce
Like a fashion lil nigga that gatekeep
Would tell her she glow like da moon
When the sun start the set, I would beg God to stop it
Guardians of the galaxy, reach for the stars and you done
In the back is a "Rocket"
I know a nigga that only 13 lost his bro now he stay on alert
I know we ended together, you forced my decision no wonder it hurt
The more that I "live"
The more that I wanna go out in this shit like I'm Kurt
Barely got over Lia
Swear I lose Maria- I'm done and I'm leaving this earth
I know some niggas that never support me
But watch on the side, but we "Mutuals" huh?
Niggas my peers, but dey leave me delivered
Reply when I'm up and it's "suitable"
When I cried for my twin- only time I saw red
Nigga "stay with some arms" like da Susanoo
I would give you Za Warudo, would give you "the world"
A Japanese saying that you would know
The underground fucked, I'm tryna take niggas to school
But I hate this academy
Most these niggas be fake
Now I'm finna crash out with a clip longer than "Grey's Anatomy"
She gave me butterflies
Now it's ironic, "I stick to the green" like I'm Caterpie
I be "so down to earth", I could turn into Toph
Bro 'I really don't see' niggas passing me
My demons don't come all at once
Just imagine they did, now you hurting and stun locked
Da niña poetic, she making "New Jazz"
A youngin' at school with a Lunchbox
My hittas they all outta state
If we hop on that plane, then we landing in Cancun
And these niggas be sad
I'm deep in my bag
Like- students that's leaving the classroom
Honestly rap could be ranked
I could sit out a season- you still wouldn't comp me
Yall testing my patience
You walkin' thin ice-grab my stick and it turn into hockey
I'm obsessed with a blade, it stay got my back
And stay on my back like I'm Aki
Red dot on the mag, but I like it all black
Like a standardized order of Coffee