Going through shit, I ain't trippin', I'm sad
Yeah, I'm just finna talk real quick
I don't even know what I'm about to say
Just talk what's on my mind and shit
Yeah, I had to hop back in my bag, back in my bag
I was tripping, going through shit, was sad
Now I run up some racks, ain't have nobody cut me slack
Baby, I'm sorry I don't talk, I be trippin' so much in my head
Gotta relax
Now I'm back in my bag
I was down tripping, was going through shit, I was low, I was sad
Shawty, I'm sorry I don't talk, I be trippin' so much in my head
If I lose you I know that it's my fault from the things that I did
Bro got a Glock on him
Ice like a knot on him, yeah
Feelings I'm not showing
Can't even use them again
I know you not the same, the problem is I got a lot to change
And I got a lot to say, the problem is I don't know the way
And we feel a lot the same, the problem is I be scared, it fade
I be being extra cautious trying not to push you away
A lot of things on my mind, a lot of things that's on my brain
Sometimes I stop from talking just so I don't feel away
I been tripping
Pour up again and I been sipping
Feeling different
Trying not to create distance
Had to hop
Yeah, had to hop back in my bag, back in my bag
I was tripping, going through shit, was sad (yeah, yeah)
Now I run up some racks, ain't have nobody cut me slack (cut me slack)
Baby, I'm sorry I don't talk, I be trippin' so much in my head
Gotta relax
Now I'm back in my bag
I was down, tripping, was going through shit, I was low, I was sad
Shawty, I'm sorry I don't talk, I be trippin' so much in my head
If I lose you I know that it's my fault from the things that I did
Baby, I'm sorry I don't talk
If I lose you I know that
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If, if I lose you I know that
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(I need uh, I need it completely turned up louder, I don't care if it bleed)
(I gotta vibe)
Ah, I'ma get high
I'ma get high
'Cause things ain't right
Rather have you by my side
I ain't really tryna fight
I ain't too good with talking
There's so much on my mind
I tend to lose it often when things ain't right
Don't get these feelings often, it's all new to my mind
Sometimes I lose it often, but every time I try
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Ain't tryna talk through text
It always turn a mess
Ain't like I ain't tryna talk at all
But sometimes it seem the best
I put the gold and diamonds on my chest
But there's still a lot of problems in my chest
I get anxiety, I been depressed, but you the reason that I'm feeling blessed
I'ma get high
'Cause things ain't right
Rather have you by my side
I ain't really tryna fight
I ain't too good with talking
There's so much on my mind
I tend to lose it often when things ain't right
Don't get these feelings often, it's all new to my mind
Sometimes I lose it often, but every time I try