Torn Thoughts

Fighting my depression Tryna count my blessings Saying that she love me Think she wanna dub me Onto better things You a fan of me Imma bag that bitch Imma make her leave Cause a murder scene Like we in Scream Hit em with the beam Imma let it sing With with boys eat like kings Hoes can't be save, they all flings We don't f*ck with bitches, run them digits Up up so high, they say I'm pretty fly for a white guy But my anxiety stay in my head, I can't leave my bed Dark thoughts on my mind, all I can do is weep and cry When my last girl left me, I was oh so lonely Percs gonna kill me slowly, I don't wanna fucking OD She only here to do the drugs for free She don't really f*ck with me Wea pass her around the team Like we in the league Call me Jeff Teague the way I shoot this shit, call it green Play her like she's mean Swerving, sipping that lean Purple drink got me feeling free Tryna find a new me What's that fucking mean? Putting up 81, call me Bean Fighting my depression Tryna count my blessings Saying that she love me Seems like she wanna dub me Onto better things You a fan of me Imma bag that bitch Imma make her leave Cause a murder scene Like we in Scream Hit em with the beam Imma let it sing With with boys eat like kings Hoes can't be save, they all flings