FORGETFUL THINGS

(альбом: F*CK YOUR FEELINGS - 2021)

Yeah, letting the pain go (Census, what you cookin')
No-no, no (Perfect!)

I be chasing the money, so I can't lay here with you, baby
Spent a twenty in Saks Fifth on some rings and a raincoat
I ain't never mean to break your heart
And I be living in her mind 'cause she ain't letting the pain go

But she ain't never been afraid of the lil' petty things that always scare me
I can never fly too fast, got a racecar, coupe, foreigns, and a rear V
I can tell that she feeling the way my diamonds be twinkling
I smoke a lot, so pardon me and my memory
But I don't care 'cause you be telling me forgetful things
That I would never ever care about

She don't gotta remind me
I'm focused on this money, I don't care about her whereabouts
A thot gon' be a thot anyways
And I'ma keep on thumbing through this knot either way
My ex keep blowing my phone, oh
Can't really hear shit over this money counter, this bitch keep flowing
Can't really feel shit, I'm numb to the core

I be chasing the money, so I can't lay here with you, baby
Spent a twenty in Saks Fifth on some rings and a raincoat
I ain't never mean to break your heart
And I be living in her mind 'cause she ain't letting the pain go

But she ain't never been afraid of the lil' petty things that always scare me
I can never fly too fast, got a racecar, coupe, foreigns, and a rear V
I can tell that she feeling the way my diamonds be twinkling
I smoke a lot, so pardon me and my memory
But I don't care 'cause you be telling me forgetful things
That I would never ever care about