I Don’t Exist GRYPS

[Intro:]
Take me back, take me back, take me back woah
Take me back, take me back, take me back woah
Take me back, take me back, take me back oohh
Take me back, take me back, take me-
Go ahead, act a fool for them folks
Numbers on my head, money right all I know

I don't get the hate
I don't get the love
I don't get shit
No one knows I exist
Feel it in my bones
Feel it in my core
Feel it in my chest, I feel it all over the floor
Baby, I want rest
Baby, i want more
Baby like where's the rest? You said that you would get some more hoe
I don't get the hate
No, I don't get the love
I do not get shit
Nobody know that I exist
Controlling the peace but ain't no fye up on my hip
I put the fire up under they ass, gotta get the gas and get 'em lit
Fuck big pharma
Shouts out FXN & Karma
Bitch we crawled up in the corner and we steady counting commas
Drag his body cross the map, bro go ahead and tomahawk 'em
Sipping Screwball, throw the lob
Lil bitch I could've been on The Dodgers hoe
Feel it in my bones
Feel it in my core
Feel it in my chest, I feel it all over the floor
If I could read your mind, I'd probably split in two (prolly split in two)
Into a version of myself I never knew (I never knew)
I never knew one could experience the bliss
The bliss of ignorance, this shit make me feel like I don't exist
I take the change and I resist...
No one knows that I-