I'm still tryna figure out on why I put my heart in
We ain't meant to be but I Fuck with her regardless
Even though I'm artist I ain't worried about charting
Open views by the marshes
You know my loves on hold but I keep her on the line
I'm tryna trust shawty but she showing me signs
Feel emotionally numb and I know it ain't alright
Lemme know your ring size I'll keep that on my mind
Fucking with my soul, fuck a soul tie
Confessing my love in the notes app, all times
When I'm down they ain't there, they only care when I rhyme
Tequila shots with the lime
I still care for niggas that I shouldn't
I still fuck goodems
She try cut me off but she couldn't
I'ma come yours after I got stu in North Woolwich
Bundles and zoots I'm pulling
But I still pull through it
She wear in my Tech fleece
Things between me and her is so tekky
If I pull up it's political but she so sexy
Henny to the brim but my love's on empty
I'm flying out emirates don't turn into my enemy
And if I said I'll stop music she ain't letting me
That's my type
We STK high on some high life
Pack weighs 3.5 she like 5.5
Yo my size
I find it hard to manoeuvre in the limelight
Will you be my outlet
I hope that you see me for me and Clout ting
I feel older than my age mentally I've been around things
I watch my surroundings
And when she done me wrong I shoulda done a get back but I allowed it
I hope that my fans are there whenever I announce things
I roll a spliff and listen to the track before I bounce it
