Not a Friend Lyrics

I've been stuck up in my head

Feeling like I'm kinda dead

Feeling like it don't matter

Feeling like what's in my head gon leave me dead

Leave me red, left on read

I've been feeling blue again

My worst fear came true again, I knew he was not a friend

Now he gotta meet his end

But back to business baby, I'm a business baby

You can call me C.E.O I'll take your business baby

This ain't business baby, this religious baby

You must be a blessing, sometimes I be stressing

Stuck up in my head again, I'm thinking it's a lesson

But I never learn the lesson, oh you know I'm stressing

Tryna find my head again, I think I need correction

Think I need a blessing, you could be my blessing

Or you could just be a trap that breaks my heart for pleasure

Baby it's whatever, oh it's been a pleasure

Pleasure?

Alway's been a pleasure

Hmm

Yuh

Wait

But I'm stuck in my mind, all of the time

Feeling my time going with pride

Losing my mind, most of the time

Most of the time, most of the time I been stuck in my head

Most of the time, I just been feeling dead

Most of the time, I don't give no respect

Because all of you pussies, and all of you wet

All of you bitches, and all of you stress

Over the bullshit, it's nothing it's less

And all of this shit just been in my head

Been in my bed, still feeling dead

Been on my grind, all of the time

Losing my mind in the peace of the night

Run up on me and I'm leaving you fried

You gonna see that I'm with some more guys

A thief in the night, feeling the night

Losing my mind in the back of my ride

I might get back with my last one tonight

I might just go take my last one tonight

She's feeling my ride, feeling my vibe

Wasn't expecting the classy type, told her I'm the classy type

Told her that she's on my mind

I need you by my side, through the night and daylight

Need you right by my side

Lost up in my conscious, baby it's been haunting

And I'm feeling nauseous, but don't know why I'm nauseous

Can somebody stop this?

I'm in love

In love

In love

Not in love but in love with the drugs

In love with the drugs and I can't get enough

Kinda feeling stuck, up in a rut

Up in a rut, but I'm just a pup, and I got mine's tucked

So I got my bust, got my bread, stack it up

Imma stack it up, imma get these bucks, imma send them slugs

And you feel them up, realer love