Rob Wyze - Fck Feelinz

I'm not at work I'm not at work, ain't nobody hitting my phone
I barely know anyone out here, I'm smoking all this weed alone
I'm trying to take my mind off of the fact that my shorty's really gone
By this time I should be used to it, still tried to make amends so stupid
People telling me to let it go, let time heal and let it go
Cause everything isn't meant to be, god has a way to let it show
And if so nigga take it as a W, and focus on a better you
And fuck what the shorty's telling you, it's just a dream that she selling you
She got you my nigga I'm telling you, she got your ass by a string
She got you in her back pocket nigga, I'm like nigga what you mean
But I knew what they meant, Was in denial with this shit
Fighting too long for this shit, guess it's something she'll never get
A broken heart ain't nothing to play with, please don't tell me what to do
Please don't tell me what to do, when you don't know what to do
I just wanna know the truth, was it me or was it you
Was it me or was you, fuck it this what imma do
Fuck feelings

Written by:
Robert Sawyer

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