I'm so numb. it's okay, where you from, But I can't stay, cause I've become
What I'm afraid, I had my fun, Count my days but I'm too young
To feel so drained, I load my gun, and call my bae, what have you done
You don't say, this shit so dumb
I done ended on bad terms with every girl I f*cked, Guess my age just keep getting older, but I ain't
Growing up Said I love her, I'll never leave her, but I just know it's lust
Might just die for I meet a woman that I could really trust I
I guess I'm narcissistic, at least I'm self-reflective
I see the wrong inside my actions when they're held against me
I did some bitches dirty, some of them ain't deserve it, other one might of or maybe I'm just a
Shitty person, What goes around gon' come around, she showing frowns, I hold it down and smoke a pound, Could look for love but none is found, uh, And I ain't sorry, almost caught me at the party with a shawty
It's appalling, cut the music, why she calling?
Bruh, bruh, bruh
I'm so numb, it's okay, where you from, But I can't stay, cause I've become
What I'm afraid, I had my fun, and I count my days but I'm too young
To feel so drained, I load my gun And call my bae, what have you done
Oh, you don't say, this shit so dumb
Now her friends be snitching on me, I can't never get no privacy
I hate it when you tell them all our business like a diary
I barely even want her if she ain't the type to die for me
Like if you finna ride for me, then hop up in the driver's seat
Writers block, said a lot, I just scribble in my pad
Lotta drugs, lotta drugs, I be mixing when I'm sad
P-people in my circle, plot on women that I had
Do me wrong, then be acting like I'm tripping if I'm mad
If I f*cked your"one who got away" you'd probably have a lot to say
I thought that we was partners, y'all be acting like we parted ways
At least feel sorry for 'some' of the shit you did to me
Cause people nowadays, they be lacking some f*cking empathy but
Saying that's just who you are, that is no excuse
And, the way you treat the ones around you, yeah, that's called abusive
Y'all ain't changing for the better, that's just immature
And I know that I got some problems being insecure but
Y'all got too many secrets, and boy, the longer you keep them the more you come across like you was probably born a pussy
I been going to therapy, I don't know if it's helping me cause sometimes they just be sounding like a fortune cookie
I hate my bitch, I hate my bros, so what I'm supposed to do, I
Ain't gon' switch, I ain't gon' fold, but I can't hang with you
Can't keep counting on a comrade who counting all kind of favors
People always acting different 'round bitches 'round the paper, let's go
I'm so numb, it's okay, where you from, But I can't stay, cause I've become
What I'm afraid, I had my fun, I count my days but I'm too young
To feel so drained, I load my gun, I call my bae, what have you done
You don't say, this shit so dumb