Aye
I'm rotting on the inside
I know why, she know why
We know why, she know why
We know why, aye
She know why, we know why
Aye
Like, "Where you came from?"
The shadows in lightless rooms
Oh yeah, I heard about y'all type, y'all ain't on shit
Better off waiting for righteous doom before I walk with them
Only care 'bout I speedball, burn through my catcher's mitt
Did half this tape sober, other half damn near unconscious
I been thinking
I'll end up broke if I keep listening to my conscience
Probably at me, I be sliding through your greased neck
And your garden, then put a match up in your gas can
You fucking tried to chop it like
Drugs of preference and two bitches
This situation, I think I'm over it
I might drive really fast until I'm sober, man
It's almost dark, and I'm just reaching for the morning, man
I hope the devil understands concepts of borrowing
I'm like, "Ma, shut up, I can't get rich off of sorrowin'"
I'm like, "Ma, shut up, I can't get rich off of sorrowin'"
Sorrowin', aye, aye
Because I'm rotten on the inside
I know why, she know why
We know why, she know why
We know why, aye, aye
She know why, we know why
Aye, aye
Like, what happened to us?
You see me, never speak
My momma said
"You always in your room, just text to see
If she thinking 'bout you."
She got no fucking choice, mom
I dropped a song up on your birthday
To fuck up your timeline
I'm hurt, I heard you poppin' pills
Gettin' fucked up with your new one
And you was on my back for that, think that would've been too fun
Not addicted, weakness
Would I finish? Kinda fear it
Can't talk to the bitch I left you for
She just blurts out my lyrics
And I've been rotting on the inside
I know why, she know why
We know why, she know why
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