INSANE

(альбом: F*CK YOUR FEELINGS - 2021)

I got a poem in my head, I wrote it for you
I had to learn the hard way
I fuck supermodels, baby, I'm a icon
She had to learn the hard way
Baby, I'm a lover boy turned to cold-hearted nigga (Yeah)
(Bugz on the beat)
(Census, what you cookin'?)
I break hearts for a living
Let me apologize, baby, for any inconvenience (Oh)
Heart broke, I feel empty giving my soul to you

Feeling trippy than ever, we both high up off of this potion
Let's make a toast to this life that we're living
I don't trust a soul, watch my back with this Smith &—
I'm taking you everywhere I go
Admit it, my love, right before your eyes (Oh-Oh)
I'm drunk out my body
I'm wanting you just like I told you I need you to ride or die

Expensive tags
I'm a rockstar baby, I want bags (I want bags)
Heart in shambles, exposed of the rib cage (Cage)
Evil bitches rotting my brain
This shit enough to drive a nigga mental state insane (Woah)
Let your demons out
Fuck what I feel and when you tell me that you never really cared
I got a angel in my hair, she really tend to me tonight
I could fuck you how you want me to, but never treat you right, no

I hate to tell you if you looking for a lover
Love done turned me to a nigga that could never trust a thot
I hate to tell you if you looking for a lover
Think I'm incapable of love, I don't know what I'm doing wrong
Be my fantasy tonight, I'm tryna get you out that thong
The thot was hungry for my dick, I pulled it out and made her brrah
I just wanna do you right, I really hate to see you sulk, baby

It's taken everything in me to leave you lost
Facing my scariest demons, I walk through the cold with no shoulder to cry on
But I never needed nobody
These shadows around me tell stories of fears
Yeah, I never wanted to face it
There's no point in trying to escape
Just hope that it never will come to me giving my soul to you

Feeling trippy than ever, we both high up off of this potion
Let's make a toast to this life that we're living
I don't trust a soul, watch my back with this Smith &—
I'm taking you everywhere I go
Admit it, my love, right before your eyes (Oh-Oh)
I'm drunk out my body
I'm wanting you just like I told you I need you to ride or die

Expensive tags
I'm a rockstar baby, I want bags (I want bags)
Heart in shambles, exposed of the rib cage (Cage)
Evil bitches rotting my brain
This shit enough to drive a nigga mental state insane (Woah)
Let your demons out
Fuck what I feel and when you tell me that you never really cared
I got a angel in my hair, she really tend to me tonight
I could fuck you how you want me to, but never treat you right, no