Am I really that sorrow-filled?
Fuckin’ to feel, nothin’ is real
Said you had no discipline
Savoring what passion was left, mm, in my mind
Keep perspective out my timeline
I don’t need it
I don’t want it
You really had it goin’, all I had to do
Was fall for it
Take an L for it
Just another crimson light
Makin’ you side with me
It’s alright if you make a friend
Picking sides, makin’ your eyes at me
There’s no shame in closed hands, lost ties
You had it all where you started from
And I was there doing good by no one
So you wanna backtrack to when you tracked what you had
Yeah, you were a real side stepper
Had to be the reason that you called me crazy
Keep perspective out my timeline
I don’t need it, I don’t want it
Just another crimson light
Makin’ you side with me
It’s alright if you make a friend
Picking sides, makin’ your eyes at me
There’s no shame in closed hands, lost ties
She’s standing up for me
She’s telling them, “Let her come in late”
Bitch, like, “This white girl’s okay”
Like, okay, can you just let me live my life
And come party with my friend?
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