i feared this would happen but i let you **** me up anyway (Prod.chuckee)
I don't **** with getting my feels played,
I don't **** with that
I don't fall no more, i don't get attached
She ain't feel bad when she gave another man top
I ain't really **** so i ain't finna say that's her loss
Just know you're dead to me
All you ever did was pick other men instead of me
I don't feel no more like a figurine
Heart's full of toxic, her veins are filled with nicotine
Sad over **** no one understands
If she couldn't handle me, no one can
If she couldn't handle me, no one can
No one can
Quit acting like you give a **** when you don't
Quit saying you finna change when you know you won't
Problems in my head cursing everything i touch
Nothing has ever gone my way
Scratch my face out the album
Nobody needs to remember a piece of ****
Didn't even pick up the phone when i needed you the most
The reaper never leaves
I can see it in your eyes
I'm not enough for your satisfaction
On the roof, smoking cigarettes
With a bottle in my hand
You give me enough reason to end my life