Reall As Mfz

Prod ch3ckr yada yada I do it all 💕

I hope you know that I don’t want you back
I’m going forward I don’t need a bag
I wasn’t trippin when I took a stab
I’m in recovery I’ll take a nap

I was runnin to the back smokin a 3.5
I was hopin you would go makin me wanna die

I was tryna get a 3 smokin on way too much tree
But now that I can fuckin see all I wanna do is be 

Be myself
I do not need yo help
I need a couple hunnid buck im flyin to you well,
I know we so in luck no I don’t give two fucks
Cuz I was tryna figure out if I was feelin love
Like we could feel more 
I needa heal a sore
I know that we could figure out like what’s the deal or
I’m doin this n that
I’m only lookin back cuz I know that I’m goin up and I can’t get a flat 

Ay ay what’s the deal yea
Trippin and I’m so still
Yk I keep it real

Mf run up on me 
Got a lil 40 keep it tucked yea
Ain been makin hella sounds but
Yk it’s up it’s stuck

I jus rly wanna know like what’s inside your head
Ik we gon figure this shit out straight to the end

Yea ik you wit it
And we both got our tickets
I really know that we will go so far
Know that’s the mission

Yes they ask me who are you
Like bitch what’s up

There’s only room for two
Like sweetie you in luck

I don’t got no other plans but you I’m so in love
No I cannot understand how I could fuck dis up

What in the fuck did you tell me to do
I’ll do it right now
I cannot wait to go take me a shroom
We goin up we go down

What’s up with my head I know that I got ptsd
I can’t wait to have you in my arms then we go back to sleep

Please
Don’t
Spiral

Go back up the stairs and 
Thru the door

And I’m
Really
Tryna
Understand

I’m thinking maybe just a little more

I’m thinkin like what’s up
I know that I would do like anything so we go up
What’s up on my head I’m feeling something and it’s love
I know that it’ll be ok 
 want you the only one

And I want you in my session
I wanted to get me a bag 
I take me a turn n I’m keepin a weapon

I be doin way too much I be so down bad
It’s less than 2 more weeks til I can see you 
I do not wanna go back

I would spend like every band that I jus stack up jus for you
I got me like 500 bucks

We could make another plan and I could have another mood 
We could go up on the run

What did you tell me to do I wanna go to the roof
I couldn’t tell you what’s up cuz I was here showin my truth

Gimme a mfuckin minute cuz I promise this
I wanna go so far I won’t even hit me a lick

I hope you know that I don’t want you back
I’m going forward I don’t need a bag
I wasn’t trippin when I took a stab
I’m in recovery I’ll take a nap

I was runnin to the back smokin a 3.5
I was hopin you would go makin me wanna die

I was tryna get a 3 smokin on way too much tree
But now that I can fuckin see all I wanna do is be

thru the door

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