Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
kryptxc
Songwriter
Lyrics
In the back of my mind, you died, like I don't mean to make you cry
And you're hurting my feelings every time that we talk, so I gotta keep asking myself why
Now you got me popping these pills, I'm smoking too much, I can't even feel when I fly
And you was the girl in the back of the class that would never talk cause you was too shy
I'm missing the you that was quiet and never talked to other guys
And you're talking to me while you looking at me, I could tell by your movement that shit was a lie
You be breaking my heart while they breaking your back, I'm not really violent but they boutta die
And you think that I'm lying but I load up my Glock, and I'm sending that nigga straight to the sky
Thought she was an angel, but- but- but she ain't come from the sky
Like she on the phone, she be telling me lies
And I'm giving her trust while I look in her eyes
She thinking hard, she tryna be wise
And She tryna win but I'm the prize
Asked her to explain and she said "Fine"
Now she tryna stall, she wasting my time
She wasting my time, Like she wasting my time (she wasting my time)
I don't know what she feeling
Like, like this shit not appealing
She wanna break, she said she healing
We too high, we past the ceiling
She my fish and I be reeling
Broke her legs, like my heart, now she wheel in
And like a nigga, I be stealing
In the back of my mind, you died, like I don't mean to make you cry
And you're hurting my feelings every time that we talk, so I gotta keep asking myself why
Now you got me popping these pills, I'm smoking too much, I can't even feel when I fly
And you was the girl in the back of the class that would never talk cause you was too shy
I'm missing the you that was quiet and never talked to other guys
And you're talking to me while you looking at me, I could tell by your movement that shit was a lie
You be breaking my heart while they breaking your back, I'm not really violent but they boutta die
And you think that I'm lying but I load up my Glock, and I'm sending that nigga straight to the sky
Thought she was an angel, but- but- but she ain't come from the sky
Like she on the phone, she be telling me lies
And I'm giving her trust while I look in her eyes
She thinking hard, she tryna be wise
And She tryna win but I'm the prize
Asked her to explain and she said "Fine"
Now she tryna stall, she wasting my time
She wasting my time, Like she wasting my time (she wasting my time)
I don't know what she feeling
Like, like this shit not appealing
She wanna break, she said she healing
We too high, we past the ceiling
She my fish and I be reeling
Broke her legs, like my heart, now she wheel in
And like a nigga, I be stealing
Writer(s): Krypt Fr
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