FEEL U

Don’t want to Feel U Don’t want you on my mind Don’t want to Feel U Don’t want you on my mind Don’t want to Feel U Don’t want you on my mind Its funny it’s sunny outside But I just feel like sitting indoors And I ain’t even been puffin on draws Like nothing don’t matter no more Like I know I need company But get to close I just push them Tryna cultivate my own garden first Ain’t space enough for your flowers The plant just died that you gave me  Became a brand new home for spiders When they crawl they’re sitting in darkness In a mood of meticulous silence See it’s hot through through the window Feel the sun through the glass I feel like ants on the pave-stone Or Woody when Sid done fried him See round my heart it’s cortex But it feels like it melts when I’m drinking And I know we’re getting close but I’m drifting Well I hope you can’t see what iIm thinking See the night in your eyes But I’m more drawn to the waist In the morning, see The dawns on your face And I wake with the need to escape And it all feels... Awful. strange. Can’t wait for the day that I fall in love Can’t wait for the day... that I fall in. There must be a lock on my heart Just pains from missing my marge Shimmering stars:  Her spirit, know I feel it when I dance. Don’t want to Feel U Don’t want you on my mind Don’t want to Feel U Don’t want you on my mind Don’t want to Feel U Don’t want you on my mind Don’t want to Feel U Don’t want you on my mind Don’t want to Feel U Don’t want you on my mind Don’t want to Feel U Don’t want you on my mind It’s a brand new day though Sunshine with the reggae on the radio Tryna make a little reddies from the stage show  Let’s go, let’s get it, get paid And I tryna gwan like I’m bad though Me I got a good heart and a mad flow You won’t see me in the trap or the bando me I do the two step or the tango See my heads in the clouds And I don’t need no vals or xans though I’m old school like du-du! dun know Still drawing these chicks on my trap phone And the reason for that is I never been a geezer for gas I don’t endorse all this digital madness bruv Yo I’m tryna keep my head piece in tact Glitching. Cooking up food in the kitchen! Literally.  Tryna get my greens in flipsing Like spatula, shouts my brothers and sisters  Batchelors, my honeys and vixens Actually it’s just love that Ii’m living Actually it’s just love. Actually it’s just love Actually it’s just love Actually it’s just love Actually it’s just love Actually it’s love Fuck em if they’re hating they can do it if they like they’re just wasting their own time Fuck em if they’re hating they can do it if they like