Yeah, I've been on my own Ain't nobody gon' know what I'm gone

I keep on ventin' so much in a song Overthink my decisions like I'm always wrong

She say that she love me, but I know she don't Say you'll be here for me, but I know that you won't

Thought we was soul tied, like Finessemo met a bad bitch, at a good show

She a fine bitch, but a mess hoe Gotta dip fast, yeah, I gotta go

Yeah, you back in the streets when I'm back on the road I don't need any bitch just to give me her low

I was tryna find love, yeah, don't get it twisted I needed a visit, fuck, I needed help

I keep feelin' like love is just another spell And it's hard to tell if the love even real

If it really isn't, then what do I feel? I can't feel a appealed

It's gettin' harder for me to go eat meals I'm gettin' familiar with all these pills

At this point, I think I'm gonna get killed Put it to my head and I'm feelin' the steal

I don't want my life to be sealed, baby

Yeah, I really need your love, baby I'm startin' to do all these drugs daily

I asked if you'd come back, you said"Maybe" Touch down to the floor like I'm Tom Brady

Like, why you keep fakin, bitch? Yeah, I keep on waitin

It's really just funny to me, uh If I was a dummy, I'd plea, uh

If I was a dummy, I'd get on one knee Just for you, just talkin' to you

But you talkin' to two Your friends actin' dumb, but they fuckin' new

And I'm feelin' blue and you don't got a clue And fuck this shit, I'ma do what I do

Keep rappin' and rappin, I'm makin' it happen This paper stackin, so I'm never lackin, yeah

Huh, she a bop, I'm never tappin' Hit me up chopped, then I'm fuckin' nappin

The fuck, don't need no hoe in my map You ain't give me shit while I wanted you back

Bitch act like I'm Santa, she sit on my lap I wanted that hoe cause she popped from the back

Don't need your love cause that shit was a act Said you wouldn't leave, but where is you at

Yeah, I been on my own ain't nobody go know what I'm gone

I keep on ventin' so much in a song Overthink my decisions like I'm always wrong

She say that she love me, but I know she don't Say you'll be here for me, but I know that you won't

Thought we was soul tied, like Finessemo met a bad bitch, at a good show

She a fine bitch, but I'm a mess hoe Gotta dip fast, yeah, I gotta go

Yeah, you back in the streets when I'm back on the road I don't need any bitch just to give me her low

I was tryna find love, yeah, don't get it twisted I needed a visit, fuck, I needed help

I be feelin' like love is just another spell