Bored Lyrics

Do I miss you, or am I just bored?

Ain't no telling what God got in store

For me

Do I miss you, or am I just bored?

Ain't no telling what God got in store

For me

Smoking onna pack onna leaf

Chiefing onna beat like I'm Keef

Niggas really talking like they really want beef

I don't want no drama, niggas really tryna eat

Focused on the money, it ain't really bout the fame

Old shorty stalking yeah she really is the same

Instagram addict, for the pictures and the fame

I won't even call her, I don't even know her name

Got floor seats to game

Yeah they want the money and the fame

Niggas at the half and they shooting like they Dame

Fire in the booth, yeah it's really been la flame

Fire in the booth, yeah it's really been la flame

Lying on the truth, yeah that's really kinda lame

I even snitching but who really here to blame

Feds steady watching, it ain't really what they saying

Do I miss you, or am I just bored?

Ain't no telling what God got in store

For me

Do I miss you, or am I just bored?

Ain't no telling what God got in store

For me

Do I miss you, or am I just bored?

Ain't no telling what God got in store

For me

Do I miss you, or am I just bored?

Ain't no telling what God got in store

For me