anemic

She told me all her secrets, and now I gotta keep them

Feeling all this pressure, baby, I don't really need it

Why'd you put this pressure on me, lying for no reason

Blood all on my dresser, babe you're making me anemic

Can you tell me if I'm lying or not

Ooh, you think I'm playing, baby, try me, I'm not being fooled

I'm tired of waiting for that day that we talked about

When we could both stand proud, not looking for handouts, yeah

And now you say I'm proving your point

You don't wanna play that game with me, I'm annoyed

Being rude, it's hard to stay that way once I hit the joint, shit