Talkingandstalking

This shit gon start, it's poppin' off
Pussy bitch, he's falling off
Blood on my Off-White so I gotta wash it off
Pussyboy just skip the talk
Fake people take my heart
I can't share it with nobody so I gotta rip it out
I try to make it up, you said you hate me anyway
All the pain that you brought, wanna make it go away
Hit your new mans up, he ain't taking my damn place
He a pussy, I don't give a fuck what he got to say

That boy talking, (Stalking), running out of options
So I'm hawking, (Watching), waiting for the moment
To box him, (He a target), I don't give a fuck
We gon rock him, (Gotta stop him), walk down to your crib now I'm knocking
I can't feel my face off a pill, yeah
Yeah, this feeling, yeah, it's feeling so familiar
I'm sorry, I can't help I don't got no filter
Do and say what I want, need to get my brain configured

'Cause I'm fucked up in my head
Now I'm alone, there's no love in my bed, likе
Wish I could just get you away from my friends now
And it's too late, I can't makе no amends now
Injustice, what you keep
I swear it's breaking me
That's something I hate to feel
I can't believe

That boy talking, (Stalking), running out of options
So I'm hawking, (Watching), waiting for the moment
To box him, (He a target), I don't give a fuck
We gon rock him, (Gotta stop him), walk down to your crib now I'm knocking
I can't feel my face off a pill, yeah
Yeah, this feeling, yeah, it's feeling so familiar
I'm sorry, I can't help I don't got no filter
Do and say what I want, need to get my brain configured