Afterthought Lyrics

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McGuire on the beat, bitch

Do you know how it feels to be an afterthought (Nigga, what)

Make a nigga wanna go out and duck from the cops

I’m an attention seeking motherfucker, wanna be at the center

Never looking for that repentance, that’s who I am, yeah

It hurts knowing no one will ever put that same energy that you was giving

You just live in maid, an indentured servant

Might as well be a slave, fuck a nigga damn name, like

Gotta fight for your life, no one cares and that’s fine

You're alone, yeah, that’s right

All I ever wanted was for you to look at me and think of me

The same way that you look at all these other motherfuckers

That be hanging on your neck and got they head up in yo ass

They don’t know about the past, still treat me like an ass

When I make short pass at ya, that’s too bad for ya

But it was worst for me, yeah

Am I an afterthought or an after-image (After-what)

You be looking at me but I swear that you don’t see shit (No)

Hurts on the inside, but I try to hide it

Yeah, I learned ain’t no nigga that I can confide in

Got so much shit stacked on ya plate

Ain’t no way I can complain

The hurt we feel, I know it ain’t the same

We the same, yet we too different

Couldn’t be together, now it’s finished

Wish it would’ve worked out, but it didn’t

Ain’t nobody know it cuz you hid it (Yeah, you hid it)

What was it about me that was different

I’m sorry that I couldn’t seem to fit it in

Now what’s up with a nigga, he acting indifferent

That’s a problem though, years later and ya boy's still tryna cope

In a word, now my life is so fucking cut-throat

It’s my problem when a nigga tryna cut throat, shit, bitch nigga try a little lower (Tr-try it)

Yeah, I’m over it

A nigga can only go so far, when his heart's sub par

I can’t love no more, I ain’t giving no love

No, fuck that bitch, yeah, it’s over (Over)

I got shit up in my mind probably make him lose his mind

Too much for his head, nigga probably wake up dead

So just lay him in bed

No, that’s a hearse, nigga (Yeah, that's a hearse)

Top me off, oh shit, it's poppin' off

Oh, my god, I’m falling off, no one's there to catch me

Yeah, you know I’m all alone, hold up, hold my phone

No one left to call, ain’t nobody by my side, but if I'm bout to die

I’d bet you niggas hit my line

Yeah, niggas act like bitches and it ain’t no surprise

Catch a bitch nigga slipping, see them on the rise