Cigarrettes And Sour Patch Kids

All the fakes, all the snakes You in my face Get out my way I don't really wanna talk to you today I don't know why you're still here tonight But I'm dying, and it feels right Like I'm Lil Weezy bitch I take my mask off Like my name Future bitch I put my mask on She just wanna f*ck me I know where this goes All of my life they been keeping them doors closed I don't wanna talk to you no more Bitch I be moving in slow-mo Now you know why I feel so low Either way you know I don't fold Tryna live out my dream but it's turning me cold All of them winters I spent by my lone All of them summers I spent on my phone Making connections still I'm on my own Keeping my nose to the grindstone Same thought's different time zone Don't know what I see I'ma let it be If they ever call me back I'ma let it ring Don't need a wedding ring I mean honestly I know the love ain't as real as it seems Remember with burn I was rolling a dream Now I think I need a couple more drinks Waking up sick with the blood in the sink All for the things that I'm tryna achieve If you don't love me then go ahead and leave See if I care as much as you think I promise I don't cause that shit I don't need Now this new generation ima lead