Lyrics

I might just smoke this shit To make my man mad Need dat love, I had a bad dad Finally got some bread And my own pad But I don't even got no one To bring back Home when I can't stand Being alone Phone in my hand I'm just On my phone Blowing mine with the shit You're saying to me Few hours ago I was your baby Lately I sit around and do nothing Still tryna figure out something Few hours ago I was your baby Few hours ago I was your baby Crazy I'm on my rag, mad Tryna make some magic happen Just need some satisfaction Conversation, compensation My attitude nasty I should really feel glad I'm usually really classy Actually, it's so sad Just let the world around me Beat me like a punch in Working out Tryna getting my crunch in Worried about, nothing I'm worried about nothing Lately I sit around and do nothing Still tryna figure out something Few hours ago I was your baby Few hours ago I was your baby Crazy Still tryna figure out something I sit around and do nothing Still tryna figure out Last night I laid in bed Cause I forgot my meds Scared I'll amount to nothing Nothing, nothing, nothing
Writer(s): Alejandra Araya, Benjamin Eric Carr, Pierce Allen, Joshua Pleeter, Ivanna Alexandra Martinez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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