Lyrics

Caught me slippin lose control Got rear ended by a reckless soul She ain't break she ran me over Now I'm stranded on the shoulder Swear this my last hurt no cap Locking my heart up forgetting The password what's that If I don't catch a break soon Oooo I'm gon' catch a case Wishing I could forget ya face but I got it burned in my retina That's why I lay sick, lasik thinking About how the days went When you and me Treated each other like we Were human beings Doing deeds that some might have called affectionate Ain't nothing sweet no confections here Threw all that out ain't no fetching it Race to the exit you cheated And that's some bull I'm heated You beat me by decimals Tell me when I get my turn Sick of being the one to get burned Tryna find my lane I'm swerving Sick of hitting all these curves Tell me when I get my turn Sick of being the one to get burned Tryna find my lane I'm swerving Sick of hitting all these curves We was playing chess When you said no games You remember that I wonder how you rest With all these moves you've making Different from rest but It always ends the same Did my best to vet And I still got played I went from lovesick Too sick to my stomach You was a dime but Couldn't Keep it a hundred with me no no no I did the math knew odds Were low we would last Was thinking that I'd do the dash first But turns out that you got the last word Tell me when I get my turn Sick of being the one to get burned Tryna find my lane I'm swerving Sick of hitting all these curves Tell me when I get my turn Sick of being the one to get burned Tryna find my lane I'm swerving Sick of hitting all these curves Got rear ended by a reckless soul She ain't break she ran me over Now I'm stranded on the shoulder I went from lovesick Too sick to my stomach You was a dime but Couldn't Keep it a hundred with me no no no I did the math knew odds Were low we would last Was thinking that I'd do the dash first But turns out that you got the last word Tell me when I get my turn Sick of being the one to get burned Tryna find my lane I'm swerving Sick of hitting all these curves Tell me when I get my turn Sick of being the one to get burned Tryna find my lane I'm swerving Sick of hitting all these curves
Writer(s): Yannick Hughes, Matthew Fishman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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