[Verse 1]
Yeah
Aye
Don’t want this miscommunication
Want a better way
All this fucking texting
Got me feeling hella fake
I wanna tell you how I feel
Like every single day
But time’s so fucking precious
So we spend it to get paid
Damn
It’s weird to know
That I don’t really hang with friends
I don’t go out
I don’t dance
I’m just sitting on this rap
Working just to eat
And pay my rent
I can’t go out
Just to flex
I just blow out all this gas
But I don’t smoke like that no more
Had to take a break
Used to sit on bags
You know
But that shit had me to baked
Yeah
Aye
Don’t want this miscommunication
Want a better way
All this fucking texting
Got me feeling hella fake
I wanna tell you how I feel
Like every single day
But time’s so fucking precious
So we spend it to get paid
Damn
It’s weird to know
That I don’t really hang with friends
I don’t go out
I don’t dance
I’m just sitting on this rap
Working just to eat
And pay my rent
I can’t go out
Just to flex
I just blow out all this gas
But I don’t smoke like that no more
Had to take a break
Used to sit on bags
You know
But that shit had me to baked
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