1nter1ude Lyrics

(Hah, hah, hah, hah)

Don't gotta tell a nigga

I'm boutta paint a picture

Throw a fastball, baseball, not a pitcher

Holy water, yeah, I'm pouring up out a pitcher

Taking care of my bothers just like a babysitter

Always praying to Jesus, when I'm having dinner

Always fighting them demons, (Shh) I'm not a sinner

And I'm only 15 but I'm a breadwinner

Spread my wings like a phoenix in about a minute

And I'm cooking my cheese, it's all up in a skillet

It's a cold day breeze, hope you feel it

Don't send another text cuz I already seen it

Left you on read

I don't reply cuz its back to the bed

I know it's something you already said

Bitch, I don't even want you get out of my head

Don't send yo friends, to my dms

Talking bout, "Hey let's make amends"

Don't text me again, what I been saying

Imma keep moving cuz that's my plan, amen