Letra
Yeah
Note to self, always gotta keep real
So always bet on me to make a song bout how I feel
And if you ain't rockin widdit iss' love still
I know there's some **** that's spinnin' it like some car wheels
Yeah
And last time I did this shii, I was in high school
Felt like I should do it, so I ain't even trying to
Said that one more again jus' to remind you
I ain't gotta use aggression to make you listen
Already paid the price, your fee was jus' attention
No matter how you feel, I hope you get the message
See me in person when you get this. I hate the texting
Yeah
And my presence gon' need admission
These days I find myself burnin' the bridges
These days I'm just givin' it how I get it
These days I'm more concerned what your intent is
Stayin' up long days , plottin' on long cake
To see how long I'm finna get to it
And we came a long way, cuttin' off all lames
And for them **** I took some big bullets
Yea
Uh
Tryna keep it pure but no one's really for sure
Fighting this temptation, it's knockin' right by my door
Always tryna figure out, what's the cause and the cure
Seeing all the signs and still I chose to ignore 'em
And that's what left my heart cold on the floor
Never satisfied, they always askin' for more
Yeah
Written by: Brandon Townsend, Lesego Kyle Mnyandu