Aye

I'm rotting on the inside

I know why, she know why

We know why, she know why

We know why, aye

She know why, we know why

Aye

Like "Where you came from?"

The shadows in lightless rooms

Oh yeah I heard about y'all type, y'all ain't on shit

Better off waiting for righteous doom before I walk with them

Only care bout I speedball burn through my catcher's mitt

Did half this tape sober, other half damn near unconscious

I been thinking end up broke if I keep listening to my conscious

Probably at me, I be sliding through your grease neck

And your garden and put a match up in your gas can

You fucking tried to chop it like

Drugs of preference

And two bitches

This situation, I think I'm over it

I might drive really fast until I'm sober man

It's almost dark and I'm just reaching for the morning, man

I hope the devil understand concepts of borrowing

I'm like "Ma shut up, I can't get rich off of sorrowin"

I'm like "Ma shut up, I can't get rich off of sorrowin"

Sorrowin', aye, aye

Because I'm rotten on the inside

I know why, she know why

We know why, she know why

We know why, aye, aye

She know why, we know why

Aye, aye

Like what happened to us

You see me never speak

My momma said "you always in your room

Just text to see

If she thinking 'bout you"

She got no fucking choice mom

I dropped a song up on your birthday to fuck up yo' timeline

I'm hurt I heard you poppin' pills, gettin fucked up with your new one

And you was on my back for that, think that would've been too fun

Not addicted weakness

Would I finish, kinda fear it

Can't talk to the bitch I left you for

She just blurt out my lyrics

And I've been rotting on the inside

I know why, she know why

We know why, she know why