ińkie - Reflections

Thinking bout my homies
While I'm stuck here sipping lonely bubbly
Thinking bout them motherfuckers that could never hope to love me

I don't know why I feel empty when he tries to stay the night, but I want to be alone
I don't know bout home, don't really know where's home
Complain about being lonely then ask to be alone
But contentment in my solitude is something I should hone
I could go on and on but you would hate the drone
Green bud crumbling everyday with every stone

That's how it goes.

If it's affection that you're asking for I'll give it from my core
But niggas go on and twist it make me feel like some whore
Rip money from my poor wretched heart that bleeds girl scout cookies that you take because she asked
You care 'cause you feel guilty
Care 'cause you feel bad
You care 'cause you feel pity, can't you see me and feel glad?
There's no point in raising tension, there's no point in being mad
I'm holding onto whispers of some happiness we had

I can't really move from this place where I'm at
I don't really know what's beyond what I cap
I don't really know what's beyond being bad
But I know imma make it 'cause my mind can't relax
Don't need clout I can't fake it got that sway on the mass
And you know we been breaking bread with real fucking masters
It's a disaster if you can't answer the fundamental questions dealt right by your hand, sir

Written by:
Tiffany-Nkiru Emelle

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