Xion

Yeah, Jealously really not new to me How am I feeling so broken You seem to be happy it's honestly rude to be Posting and living yo life, while I'm stuck in my bed What the f*ck did you do to me? Reminisce every night baby truthfully All our plans went away oh so beautifully The way I'm replaying the "Messages" Made some "Mistakes", I should listen to Hxliday She might be a witch, she play with my head Nigga done ran into Naminé Don't know who the trust Could grow up with niggas dat still walk you down up in dis age They "Zero Suit Samus", you take way the tech, You would see that they really just bitch-made She said that I'm toxic, must be suicidal Would swallow it all when she taste me They see that I'm up, won't give you da sauce Like a fashion lil nigga that gatekeep Would tell her she glow like the moon, When the sun start the set I would beg God to stop it Guardians Of the Galaxy, reach for the stars and you done In the back is a "Rocket" (ARRRGAAH) I know some nigga that only 13, lost his bro now he stay on alert Huh I know we ended together, you forced my decision no wonder it hurt The more that "I live" The more that I wanna go out in this shit like I'm Kurt Barely got over Lia, Swear I lose Maria- I'm done and I'm leaving this earth I know some niggas that never support me But watch on the side, but we "Mutuals"? Niggas my peers but dey leave me delivered Reply when I'm up and it's "suitable" When I cried for my twin, only time I saw red Nigga 'stay with some arms' like da Susanoo I would give you Za Warudo Would give you "the world" A Japanese saying that you would know The underground fucked and I'm tryna take niggas to school But I hate this academy Most these niggas be fake Now I'm finna crash out with a clip longer than Grey's Anatomy She gave me butterflies Now it's ironic I, "stick to the green" like I'm Caterpie I be "so down to earth", I could turn into Toph Bro 'I really don't see' niggas passing me My demons don't come all at once Just imagine they did, now you hurting and stun locked Da niña poetic, she making New Jazz A youngin' at school with a Lunchbox My hittas they all outta state If we hop on that plane, then we landing in Cancun And these niggas be sad I'm "deep in my bag", like- students that's leaving the classroom Honestly rap could be ranked I could sit out a season- you still wouldn't comp me Y'all testing my patience You walkin' thin ice- grab my stick and it turn into hockey I'm obsessed with a blade, it stay got my back And stay on my back like I'm Aki Red dot on the mag but I like it all black Like a standardized order of Coffee