DeQuiviante - No Xans

No
I'm not gone cuff on that hoe she a fan
I been locked in I don't care what she sayin
Took me some time trynna come with a plan
I came out the sand
My bro just pulled up with them Xans
He told me pop one but I can't
I'm just trynna get back them bands
Off the socials when I hit the can
Won't catch me worried bout the gram
Ain't scared of nobody not worried bout no hands
How can I fold when I know it's my year
How the fuck you fold on me said you would be here
Told me when I needed you that you would just appear
I listened but I guess I didn't hear
Its hard for me to listen when them demons in my ear
It seem she only listen when I hit it from the rear
Not on the same page bitch I thought we had it clear
Was any of it real
Don't even wanna talk to her don't got more tears
I can't even walk w/ em said he got fear
That bitch wanna talk sumn when I get near
But she wanna gawk sumn till I cant feel
It's feelin like she stalk sumn I can hear heels
Might just have to block sumn she can't even deal
On the way up imma hawk sumn bitch I need a meal
Been away from home I can tell who really real
I been stuck in my feelings so that weed turn to a pill
It seem like shit get better when I open up the seal
I don't know how to stop cause it's the only way I heal
No
I'm not gone cuff on that hoe she a fan
I been locked in I don't care what she sayin
Took me some time trynna come with a plan
I came out the sand
My bro just pulled up with them Xans
He told me pop one but I can't
I'm just trynna get back them bands
Off the socials when I hit the can
Won't catch me worried bout the gram
Ain't scared of nobody not worried bout no hands
How can I be scared ima demon myself
Been puffing these bars ion care bout my health
I came back to earth but feel like no one else
It seem like this music keep me filled with breath
And if I go deaf only option is death
And if I'm not right only option is left
Can't go through this again
Don't know when it's gone end
How many rules can I bend
I'm hurt but still feel like the man
On ten toes never been one that ran
No
I'm not gone cuff on that hoe she a fan
I been locked in I don't care what she sayin
Took me some time trynna come with a plan
I came out the sand
My bro just pulled up with them Xans
He told me pop one but I can't
I'm just trynna get back them bands
Off the socials when I hit the can
Won't catch me worried bout the gram
Ain't scared of nobody not worried bout no hands

Written by:
Amenofis Mitchell

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