WYA? Lyrics

Uh, where you at? I been tryna stay in touch

I been trippin' on these drugs but that just heal me from your love

Designer shoes inside the trenches, that's cus i come from the mud

And I just link with other bitches Cause I ain't tryna hold no grudges

My lil' bruh still be in the kitchen Still scrapin' at the pot

And he ain't changin' how he livin, Still slingin' different Glocks

He keep his mask on like a menace deep inside he got a heart

That PTSD got him trippin, that shit tearin' him apart

You turned your back and I should've known

That you ain't have me way from the start

I'm ridin' with a Glock with a laser I feel like Tony Stark

I'm lookin' at my soldiers, just drunk as hell

when I stare at the stars

Recording in the stu I'm high as hell, think I'm sittin' on the mars

Like why the fuck they do me shit that I wouldn't do to them

I don't know why niggas let them boys around like I was cool with them

Shawty left me and she said she'd never leave so I don't trust a soul

Chrome hearts or CDG

Don't got no heart, I wear it on my clothes

It's 2 a.m. and you ain't pickin' up your phone

You actin' toxic like you leavin' But you can't leave me alone

I know I brought some pain to you But I've been tryin' to right my wrongs

And this the way I really feel So I ain't tryin' to write no song

And I don't care about your niggas They just wanna be my clone

And I can't say why i went missin' But it be hard to let you go

And I done did a lot of shit Take to the grave

that you won't never know

Through all my shit, you stayed the same And never change And that come from the soul

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