maybe i by Brexton

All you niggas pretend to me

 

Fuck what y'all even meant to me, yeah

 

Niggas honestly just dead to me, hmm

 

You is not who you pretend to be, nah

 

'Cause I knew it would be the death of me

 

Now I got nothing left for me, there's nothin' left of me

 

Y'all got the best of me, this shit be treachery

 

 

 

When you standin' next to me, you feel so heavenly

 

Like you my ecstasy, but you're my enemy

 

Yeah, maybe eventually, I can switch up my identity

 

You looked me in my eyes with such intensity, huh

 

These niggas know I got them dark tendencies

 

My mama told me essentially to not let no bitch catch me lackin'

 

I mean, you dense, you got that density

 

Yeah, I guess love for me ain't no necessity

 

And I still think of my past so heavily, yeah

 

Complexity, you got in my head successfully

 

Inside my bed you're next to me, why can't we live separately?

 

Fuck up my lungs, shot a deputy, daddy told me to continue on his legacy

 

I just need the drugs, I need a remedy

 

Fuck nigga, blow out his brains, move independently

 

I just fucked yo' bitch, now she in jealousy

 

That bitch was a witch, she cling onto me desperately

 

I can't do this shit no more, you're the recipe

 

Of the death of me, yeah

 

You niggas do infidelity, fuck your life expectancy

 

I just caught a body with my niggas, huh, allegedly

 

I can't trust none of you niggas, fuck empathy, huh

 

Now some of you niggas can't speak respectfully

 

I can't trust you hoes, you doin' felonies

 

And they say I'm edgy, sayin', "Do you know how bad bein' reckless be?"

 

And you was on my mind I admit that regrettably

 

She was so damn silky, so damn velvety

 

Now I'm with my bitches, bitch, I'm an interdimensional entity

 

Bitches call me an eldritch horror, huh, respectably

 

And you and your motherfuckers is not respectin' me

 

Fuck how bad bein' demented be, I torture hoes endlessly

 

She was fucking me relentlessly, now that ho resentin' me

 

Y'all niggas don't credit me, do you know how good credit be?

 

Now these hoes be reppin' me, I exterminate 'em effectively

 

Now you niggas ebony, fuck how you presentin' me

 

Got all this money, but no clarity, fuck white supremacy

 

I just fucked up again, that shit's my specialty

 

Guess I fucked up again, I do it exceptionally

 

Now hoes gettin' a death penalty, why such extremity?

 

Motherfuckers do shit excessively, she say, "Incredible, incredibly

 

He don't give 2 fucks when he's next to me"

 

Now you niggas be my enemy, and I'ma say that aggressively

 

I fell for you tremendously, I thought we could live pleasantly

 

Now you gone intentionally, I guess we weren't meant to be

 

And you broke my heart so specially, yeah-yeah

 

And you niggas make me hate life dreadfully

 

How to fix this shit? She was sextin' me and textin' me

 

She-she told me what I meant to her and what she meant to be

 

We-we could've been datin' forever everlastin' if you went with me

 

Now-now you're gone, fucked up inside my head, you-you made a jealous me

 

You want me dead, you not acceptin' me

 

Matter of fact you rejectin' me, you was neglectin' me

 

Cashin' on hoes, do you know how hard bein' a descendant be?

 

I fucked yo' mama too, she had sex with me

 

Now you're gone 'cause you went with him, you're testin' me

 

You're temptin' me, you asked me, "B-bitch, I'm a temptress, see?"

 

My mental be (so fucked up) when you text with me

 

I don't want no (apologies, apologies) I just want you in bed with me

 

I want you in my head, so please, just be next to me, yeah

 

Under my bed, you see, monsters lurk, why won't you come and flex with me?

 

We could start a family, singin' this motherfuckin' melody

 

'Cause my bitch ass so lonely, now niggas want the Hennessy

 

I just need the Henny please, I called up Bethany

 

I called up Penelope, I just want the kerosene, called up Stephanie

 

Now a nigga doin' drugs just to get by, I done fell asleep

 

Y'all niggas prolly simpin' for Ada Wong and Leon Kennedy

 

Now I'm up with my gang, fuck the messages you sent to me

 

Fuck what you send to me, fuck the time you spent with me

 

Fuck the time you'd spend with me, and please don't message me

 

'Cause we weren't meant to be, you put that dread in me

 

Grandma just turned 70, your face makes me realize breathlessly

 

That maybe I still love you all along, yeah-yeah

 

Maybe I still love you all along