​together forever is what they said

[Intro]
Know I always love to talk my fucking shit to you
It's not anything against you
You won't love me back
How the fuck you want me to react?
Well, I might- I might- I might-

[Verse]
I might gaslight
It's a toxic 'lil trait of mine
You could've done so much better
If you loosened your temper
And let it blow over like feather
I'm getting that bag and you don't condone it
Stop stealing my swag you do not own it
Yeah (Great idea j0an!), you do not own it
Getting that shirt is my main objective
And my only motive
Give my swag back
I should start a new hashtag
(Come on, it's like so overdue)
Yea, give my swag back
I should start a new hashtag
Yuh, hashtag gimmie my shirt and my sweatеr
If it starts trending she gonna hop on the trеnd
It's so predictable I'm not even clever
On god, something switched just like the weather
On god, that bitch the great pretender
Talking to her was an accident just like her fender benders
Should've taken greater measures, do better
Ay, yuh, I didn't do my part, I upset her
Ay, hold up, when did you know we weren't gonna be together forever?
From the get go
Now everyday she pull up in her trash mobile for the Marlboro reds at the Citgo
When they said their favorite kink is to fuck wit' a loaded Glock pointed to their skull I thought, "Maybe I'm not ready for this"
I am way over my head
Off of my meds
So no, I can't think straight
I'm sipping on dirty Gatorade
Lowkey tryna fade away
To the grave where nobody prays for me
Basically just standing there patiently
She waving goodbye wearing my shirt
While I'm laying alone shirtless in the dirt
In the past life should've done my past right, made a couple mistakes along the way
I don't know what to say
I put words over the bass so it sound good
White boy spitting, never sound hood
Mispronounce the lyrics and I'm gonna run the track back
I invested in everything this shit like Nasdaq
Everything but a wedding ring she cannot have that
Take a hundred dollars to the CashApp instead and give me head, I'm ahead of the competition, uh
Get the whip and the car keys, no we not walking we driving baked, feeling ready for Thanksgiving, uh
Everyday getting fried
I don't really feel high
But it hides what's on the mind
So I have a good time
Yea, that's all that matters
I smoke and I drink so I could listen to my music plastered
Shit is fun to me
It's what keeps me company (And the fratter)
Give my shirt back and you can have a-

[Outro]
A happily ever after
Yeah
I really hope I don't cross paths again with you
That was unfortunate