​Traffic.​ Sewerperson & JabariOnTheBeat

[Intro]
Hm, hm
Yeah
(JabariOnTheBeat)
(Let's go)

[Chorus]
Dead to me, dead to me
Underground, if I press the wound, do you feel it now?
Rid of me, oh-oh-oh, I get it now
It seem obvious that I see it now, you were
Sick of me, sick of me
Being 'round you
Eventually, I just lost the value you given me (On go)
Look at me-look at me now, only if you tried to
Stick with me, stick with me (Okay)

[Verse 1]
We not the same (Uh, uh)
Most of the shit that you try to relay
Half the opinions, I cannot relate (Uh, uh)
She told me, "Baby, I know what you thinking"
But how the fuck you know what's up in my brain?
Now I'm blowing this cookie, she into cocaine
But how you afford that on minimum wage?
She push at my demons, I'm burning the sage
Look what you did to me (Let's go)
You just an enemy, under facade, tryna act like a friend of me (But)
I'm not no dummy, I see through the plot
I pack in Grabba when rolling my pot
She hit my phone like, "I miss you a lot"
Then why you the one that had gave me the drop first? (Ye)
Fuck all the feelings I felt
I just stuff them away in the lockers up top