the sex is pointless and our talks dont mean anything
im still stuck on everything i was when i was 18
i cant help it i dont ever know what im feeling
swear i know that yall hurting but its not what i meant 
and i hate everything and that wont ever change
i know that its my fault but i cant release my pain
and im trying but theres just something going on in my brain
shit gets bright for everyone but im still stuck in the shade
nobody knows my name im tryna keep it that way
i was crying before you walked in just dont look at my face
i still be getting embarrassed about everything
everybody that i know, just makes me feel the same

why am i just the worst person ever
nobody texts me anymore im at my loneliest ever
at least yall got some kinda passion i dont got no endeavors
i like it better when it snows but i wanna die in this weather
nothing helps i be dying all the time
ive been stuck inside my room tryin not to cry
i cant piece it together and i wont ever be able to 
wish you did something to me so at least i could hate you…   

the sex is pointless and our talks dont mean anything
im still stuck on everything i was when i was 18
i cant help it i dont ever know what im feeling
swear i know that yall hurting but its not what i meant 
and i hate everything and that wont ever change
i know that its my fault but i cant release my pain
and im trying but theres just something going on in my brain
shit gets bright for everyone but im still stuck in the shade

sorry prod me

Music Video: https://youtu.be/RvgHv6PM61U?si=IrWDUMRMQjunZNpx

Lyrics:

Yeah, chops out
We gon' lay the block out
Ouu, ahh
Hey, ahh
Niggas, they be capped out
20 kills, I done fragged out
New bands touched
Went from Vans to...
Balenciagas on kicks now
Ran up, he get ran down
Body bags, it's a man down
Oh, oh
It's a man down
I just asked my bitch, "Where we standing?"
It ain't working out, wish that I ain't plan shit
Man, I'm running routes, bitch I'm wide receiver
Bad bitch count money now, pop out showing clevage
Heaven, hell like up or down?
Find out when choppa sound
This shit hold 10 rounds, 20 rounds, 30 rounds
Fuck it, 50 rounds
Bitch, it ain't nothing, get 'em gone
Wanted it all along
Bitches wanna see my downfall
Kyn said, "Everytime that she text she ignore"
Hoe got hella coke, she finna blow her nose galore
It was me and Siah in dat cut we tammat some "Oh Lord!"
Years go by, we over
I don't really play the games and shit, oh
I got a fucking life to live
I ain't no damn kid no more
Nigga crashed out 'bout a fucking bitch, caught that nigga cryin' on the floor
How you gon' say you woke? You sleep on me
Niggas be biddin' like Joe, bitch

sorry prod me

harmony

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