Quicksand

Ima make, ima make this quick See I’m not the one that you fucking with I’ll make it easy for ya You know you fucked up for that shit I'll deal with this on my own time I’m tired of talking bout it, uh Step back, let me breathe Cause you, don’t listen to me Nigga why you lying You know I’d go to bat, hell and back for ya Instead you keep trying me Like I won’t go to war fighting bout ya I wanna address you So bad, so I wanna address you So bad, so Guess some things are better, left unsaid Should’ve just left you on read But now I’m the one who’s missing You You Don’t know what to do Don't know what to do I think about you every day That’s the sharpest kind of pain You’re making me go insane There’s still something on my chest that I wanna say Still something that I wanna say