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Chandler.
Chandler.
Songwriter
Josh Reed
Josh Reed
Songwriter

Lyrics

I've been so busy Been so dizzy Been running round like a chicken with no hizzy You got no options, that's why you listen That's why you do me right, you try to fix it But ain't no fixing me, instead just missing me I know you fixin' to leave, I ain't no dummy I ain't no bummy, I got no Oscars But you can't stomach, how I been acting Wish it was funny, so we could laugh it off And get this money, I know there's more than that I think it's sorta that, it ain't respect it's really acting out just for the dap So they can like you, so they can feed you, Just so they can make you feel like they really need you Until they bleed you, until they mix up Down on your knees you, praying to Mister Pray they don't kill ya, or run their list up No more Mr. Fun and Games why you playing with me No more crying over lames they ain't staying with me How they make it look so easy being all unbothered-ish How they see the one that hurt them and not wanna ball up they fist Take a deep breath, bring it all in, count to 100 I ain't 'gon front with you, my issues got me acting like the dumbest I got memories repressed, and you looking unfamiliar Been trying not to stress whether or not you hit my cellular But lately I've been tripping like I'm eating portobellos Homies said I'm simping I'm embarrassed let me tell ya The hourglass is slipping since I lost my Cinderella I've been feeling paralyzed like I broke my cerebellum Stuck between me and you I don't know who to save Scared that it's coming back to bite me like a boomerang Worried that my own will kill me like I'm Suleiman Anxious that my own been planning up some coup detays Or maybe coup detats I'm saying gutentag I've been assuming y'all Been fucking with me but that distance from the truth is far I got to kicking 'cause y'all acting so uncouth and all I got some demons that I've been fighting But they got hands and that hook is hella slighting Thought I had fans but that double cross is frightening I hope you understand if my circle gets to cycling I'm sick of tryna man up I'm tryna do the right thing
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