2 B HONEST! ft. Lic & Jamo2k Lyrics

You fucked me up, but that's alright

I still want you to stay the night

I paranoid, you blew my mind

Paranoid, I think I might

To be honest I've been getting sick and tired of these niggas

Every morning, microdosing psilocybin with a swisher

I've been holding myself back because I'm afraid that I might miss them

This is different

I can see the top with twenty twenty vision but I think I might die,

Think I might die

Nigga talking, he gone die

Track star running from this heat, fire

I would never ask you for that much, just honesty

Honesty, got me smoking broccoli

Crazy how I'm on this weed

I can't even go to sleep, yeah, yeah

Lie to me, say you'd give it all to me

I just want your company

See a different side of me, yeah, yeah

I've been chilling and watching my sky fall, yeah

I'm going to stop drinking before giving you a call, yeah

Don't know why I gave it my all, yeah

Don't know why I wanted you to call back

To be honest I've been getting sick and tired of these niggas

Every morning, microdosing psilocybin with a swisher

I've been holding myself back because I'm afraid that I might miss them

This is different

I can see the top with twenty twenty vision but I think I might die,

Think I might die

Nigga talking, he gone die

Track star running from this heat, fire

I would never ask you for that much, just honesty

Honesty, got a bad bitch she's on her knees

All over me

She's just trying to bust it up and take me out my Prada jeans

Givenchi, Louis V

For that, she be doing things

Eating me up for the bag guess it's vis à vis

If it's raining, it's pouring

Without you life is boring

All of these people be taking my time and I really cannot afford it

Wait

Why you be bringing me negative energy, you know I got to ignore it

Aye

If it keeps on going on, I'm about to have to make a nigga run like forrest

To be honest I've been getting sick and tired of these niggas

Every morning, microdosing psilocybin with a swisher

I've been holding myself back because I'm afraid that I might miss them

This is different

I can see the top with twenty twenty vision but I think I might die,

Think I might die

Nigga talking, he gone die

Track star running from this heat, fire

I would never ask you for that much, just honesty