She Thought (feat. Kr3wcial)

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She thought that I was feeling but I can't be feeling nothing
'Cause I'm numbing out my mind by indulging in these substances
We could f*ck a bit
I'll prolly fall in love though
My heart been open for so long that it won't close
And I don't know
What the f*ck I'm doing
Misplaced my car last night bitch, I been really going through it
I been having all these questions
But ain't got a single answer
Now I'm walking through the city
Tryina see what I remember
But it's blanks that I'm drawing
If it rains then it's pouring
And we living in a swamp so it drains really slowly
Ain't that about a bitch
I pray that you could swim
'Cause my mind been getting flooded like this city that we in
So I'm lost on these streets
And I'm lost in my head
And the cost racking up
And I'm falling into debt
And I'm calling out for help
I don't think that you could hear me though
If ignorance is bliss then you probably feel incredible
She thought (uh)
She thought (uh)
She thought (yeah)
She thought (yeah)
She thought (yeah)
She thought (yeah)
'Cause she thought (yeah)
She thought (uh)
She thought
She thought
'Cause She thought
Okay she text me out of nowhere
Like how you been and what's the latest
Let's not go there
The f*ck do you want
Told me I'm tripping, but I know the shit you on from the jump
So save the gas for the pumps
And leave the simpin' to chumps
Speaking of
She told me that she's now engaged
Asked how I feel about it
I guess she thought I'd be enraged, but let's be real about it
See you and I know I'm the fire to your flame
And you might ficker with that person but them embers ain't the same
You'll need a time shifting wizard to not remember my name
Like Doctor Strange
Message read like rover sent over
I got the range box
Moving like UPS
Shipping shit when I'm missing it
Said I'm sickening
Ugh
But it's dynamite that I'm fishing with
Upcycling bitches
Spent enough time to learn it's never worth the predicament
To think with my dick again
Compromising my position
Our demise was cataclysmic, foolish
And you really bought into it
Ruthless
Out ya top, the ringer we been through it
Well maybe baby it's bout time we put an end to it
Spoon-feeding food for thought, what's more intimate
I'm learning that observing can be better for your mental
Split the trauma down the middle
Spinnin trauma into riddles
Yeah
The the furthest thing from artificial
Sipping a cup of for real
Shorty, you know the deal
What you thought?

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