Zay Gr8r - Fuck You (Extended)

I told her fuck you
By leaving everything we had just for a hot chew, I can’t believe I lied too
I swear to God I cried too
Everyday and every night until I pulled through
My heart still feeling sore too
The way that I adored you
When you would open up your legs I would explore you
I Felt like I was five too
A shorter girl like 5’2”
Oh wait I fucked up on the height
Because her mind grew
The size of a haiku
That’s seven for your damn tongue
I’m buying bitches all these Apples not a Samsung
I sprinkle it like bread crumbs
This money cuz’ I’m handsome
You know the classic nigga shit, ain’t never had
And when it came to love and shit, you were the damn one
But now I’m hopeless in these streets, like I’m a damn bum
How could I be so dumb
(Ah)
Snap out of it
Look, I’m losing flavor like it’s damn gum
I’m getting tired, my prescription is a damn gun
I’m waiting til’ the doctors come to diagnose all of this pain
The way I hate hear they lyrics, I just love the rain
The way when reading I find trouble lifting up the page
It’s like my mind is trapped in solitude, locked in a cage
And by the way
I got a older bitch plus 6 my age
She got the fattest booty that I ever seen in days
And sometimes I forget her name
It’s hard when work is all I crave
And when it’s money in your face, greens the only shade
I think about how Johnson found a cure for aids
I think about if aliens just made us their own game
I think about how Philly barbers give the meanest fades
I’m fading back from a reality that’s filled with rage
Stay the same
I could never change
I wear a mask that says help like I’m sick with mange
Ain’t really much to do (To do)
Ain’t really much to say (To say)
Ain’t really time left for me
To just call your name (Your name)
Lately I been goin' insane (Insane, insane, insane)
If you’ve ever been in love
And have suffered from any of the following symptoms
Crying
Gasping for air
Shortness of breath
Tightness of chest
Headaches
Red eyes
Runny nose
Weak knees
Hands shaking
Heart racing
Love chasing
Stupid son of a bitch you
You better leave this shit alone
This love shit ain’t for everybody
Proceed with caution

Written by:
Isaiah Exum-Lee

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