​give u space give u lots

[Hook]
Looking through all your pics
Been creeping, yeah, like "no shit"
Feeling receptors, love pink heroin drip
Just try my hardest to repress it, repress thoughts of you

[Pre-Verse]
Still getting high but I still don't know
Losing memories, fantasies come barely true
Making things with you, I could do
On my phone, message, what you going through?

[Verse 1]
Maybe not, I'm worried how I'm coming off, yeah
Give you space, think I should stop, maybe
Just wanna talk, fuck, buy you lots, yeah
Bitch you know I really don't simp a lot
So I know I really probably should stop
You probably got other problems, I got lots
It's a problem I couldn't solve, I'm wrong, baby
All these drugs, maybe I should just stop

[Verse 2]
Maybe you could love me if I wasn't so lost
I'm an addict, said I'm edgy, inverted cross
I don't want you dealing with none of that
Just wish I hadn't experienced some of that, yeah
Don't worry, I'm always sipping and smoking packs
Swear it makes me think a little [?]
I can drink, yeah, my lifestyle on track
But I'm just sipping syrup, bitch this ain't fucking crack

[Hook]
Looking through all your old pics
Getting creepy, yeah, like "no shit"
Feeling receptors, love, pink heroin drip
I just try to persist, repress thoughts of you, girl