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Oh, yeah

I cannot return

Home

Yeah

I cannot take the burden

I feel like you don't need it

I feel like you can't see it

I'm fighting my own demons

This time I can't, i'm leaving

Oh, yeah

I cannot take the burden

Yeah, aye

We can't meet up in person

I told them I don't need it

I told them I can't see it

The heart, I cannot feel it

I'll take back what you leave

I don't know what to believe

Shit got toxic but I ain't leave

Gave you all I got, why you joking with me?

Cain't enjoy my high, if you ain't smoking with me

Way you took my heart, way you stole it like a thief

Put it in a bag, not the tote double C's

Don't forget the packs, four of those before we leave

Cause you got a couple drops in the rolls, in the B

But there's no fucking love either way that we steer

I fall the fuck back, even then it ain't clear

So far ahead, look at you in the rear

So get any closer, i'm switching the gear

Hopped in the hoop, then pull up in the Stu!

Whip in the kitchen, I'm making me stew

Gas your head big like that nigga named Stew

Claim you a kin, but hell nah, you ain't fam to me

So fucking sad that you now is a fan to me

Say you support me but don't even pray for me

Copped you a dub, but you won't even pay to see

Someone you love and you rocking with faithfully

Fuck is you thinking?

The fuck did you thought?

That you can replace me?

Ain't taking my spot

Bitch be real, they ain't doing it like I do it

Niggas trash, they type mumbling, can't bop to it

Oh yeah

I cannot return

Home

Yeah

I cannot take the burden

I feel like you don't need it

I feel like you can't see it

I'm fighting my own demons

This time I can't, i'm leaving

Oh, yeah

I cannot take the burden

Yeah, aye

We can't meet up in person

I told them I don't need it

I told them I can't see it

The heart, I cannot feel it

I'll take back what you leave

Nigga got a Rolex, it's ticking, so ain't flexing like you thought you was

I'm seeing through that shit but nigga no binoculars

Really you ain't shit, lil' nigga, who you thought you was?

Don't be in a section with them bitches, "Oh, I thought you was"

Oh, you going stupid, Lil' bitch, I go ridiculous

Pop a pussy, nigga, make a mother-fucking pimple puss

Talking big shit, lil baby, I don't need a blood

Ain't up on your tens, dirty bitch, cause look, your knees are bloody

Whoa, wait!

Rapping on this flame is a cold case

Beat a hoe with metal, that's a pole case

Pedal to the metal, but ain't no race

Hit 'em with the bomb face, or the nice braids, and the waistline

I'm double A and I'm mother-fucking "J'son"

23, hoe, my mother-fucking J's on

A lil bounce, to put these mother-fucking jeans on

Whoa, wait!

Rapping on this flame is a cold case

Beat a hoe with metal, that's a pole case

Pedal to the metal, but ain't no race

Hit 'em with the bomb face, or the nice braids, and the waistline

I'm double A and I'm mother-fucking "J'son"

23, hoe, my mother-fucking J's on

A lil' bounce, to put these mother-fucking jeans on

Oh yeah

I cannot return

Home

Yeah

I cannot take the burden

I feel like you don't need it

I feel like you can't see it

I'm fighting my own demons

This time I can't, i'm leaving

Oh, yeah

I cannot take the burden

Yeah, aye

We can't meet up in person

I told them I don't need it

I told them I can't see it

The heart, I cannot feel it

I'll take back what you leave