
It’s cuz u don’t listen to me
Fnd myself wondering what happened to we
She so stuck up off that X and that weed
We so up n down we changing sides in a week
Bring a b***h straight thru the week
I’m holding da glock n dis b***h is elite
I ain’t even go to sleep
Tryna find inner peace
Broke my heart into peace
Now all a this gone
Left my ass weak
Weak
You already told me that u was gon leave
Like what the **** am i supposed to believe?
Till i met u
Now all i see is you
Do anything to pull thru
Yea this all just for u
She see me up in da lean and know dat she wanna believe
She see me all in my bag and now she don’t know what to be
It’s so hard when you know what you giving..
My heart too cold but that shit still bleed
Up in the trap smoking real weed
Taking these percs tryna kill me
Baby glocks n a big beam
I don’t think that they feel me
It’s cuz u don’t listen to me
Fnd myself wondering what happened to we
She so stuck up off that X and that weed
We so up n down we changing sides in a week