Waste my time I’m realizing I can’t be satisfied I take my time when I break you down Mascara runs as the tears slide out
I need help I need fucking nothing except myself Blunts wraps and pill bottles line the shelf Don’t put me on I can do this by myself Backwoods in the park I get headaches when I go too hard I need toothpaste I could taste the tar This the new wave I feel reborn Had to make this fucking tape I need to scream more Yeah yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah Bitch they fucking like me They really fucking like me If I speak my mind I bet his mans’ll come and strike me Don’t wanna fight me My people round you highkey They not about the flex but they keep heat tucked on em lowkey I feel like Loki Mixed with master Roshi You shouldn’t test me Send bars right at your dome piece Don’t got a beef but I just thought that you should know peace I’m on my own peace I did this on my own peace I got a job so I’ma fucking buy my own lease Shit is always fire these beats made of fucking stove grease
Waste my time I’m realizing I can’t be satisfied I take my time when I break you down Mascara runs as the tears slide out