BubbaSTL - Overthinking Lyrics

Have you been in your feelings
Cause I've been in my feelings

Sit in my room every night, wonder where would I be if I wasn't making music
I found my heart then I gave it to you, I'm just praying to God you don't lose it
I reminisce every time you pop up on my timeline, like baby girl what is you doing
Sick of the arguing, I'm tryna duck off with you, but you think I keep making excuses

Like tell me, how you been? Have you been in your feelings
I know that you don't like venting for real, but I'm here and I promise on me I'ma listen
Here for the moment then I'ma go missing, running it up I've been keeping my distance
Lately I've been feeling different about certain things, I just hope you can try to forgive me

From rags to riches, I could be bagging these bitches, but lately I really been curving
I wanna make it official with you, but I can't do it now, you be making me nervous
Late night drives with Zeke tryna get it together, slanging that whip he be swerving
We tryna run up a back, so don't think that I'm out here ignoring your texts on purpose

Think about you every day of the week, contemplating if you're really f*cking with me
And I don't know what you've been doing to me, but lately I ain't been wanting to eat
Running it up, I ain't tryna compete, dodging my past man I feel like a beast

You will be back cause I know you know better, yeah you with him but with me you get wetter
F*ck what they saying cause I told them you special, can't catch a break cause you act like a rebel
You the real trophy, I don't need a medal, I want your love but your heart made of metal
I'm with some real deal steppers that don't got a heart and don't care about dirtying shovels

They say more money, more problems and I love the money so I guess I love having problems
Long live my ponta, I talk to his sister whenever she need me, she know that I got her
Real deal nigga that came from the bottom, tryna beef but they ain't in my column
He ain't had the same energy he had on IG when my niggas came through and got him

I'm not chasing you bitch, I don't even chase drinks, I might drink that shit straight out the bottle
You a 10 every angle, might flood out your body and turn your ass straight to a model
Cut off a roster of bitches, a lot of these bitches a bop for a couple of dollars
I put my all in this shit, been depositing shit, they don't know that I came from the bottom

I got a bag but it feel like I'm slacking, time to turn up, I gotta go harder
With all due respect, I ain't tryna be rude, I won't f*ck up your shit cause I f*ck with your daughter
You can take him out the hood but you can't take the hood out of him, I just told him move smarter
He walk around with a box on the bottom like he just filled the application with charter

Sit in my room every night, wonder where would I be if I wasn't making music
I found my heart then I gave it to you, I'm just praying to God you don't lose it
I reminisce every time you pop up on my timeline like, baby girl what is you doing
Sick of the arguing, I'm tryna duck up with you but you think I keep making excuses

Like tell me, how you been? Have you been in your feelings
I know that you don't like venting for real but I'm here and I promise on me I'ma listen
Here for the moment then I'ma go missing, running it up, I've been keeping my distance
Lately I've been feeling different about certain things, I just hope you can try to forgive me

From rags to riches, I could be bagging these bitches but lately I really been curving
I wanna make it official with you but I can't do it now, you be making me nervous
Late night drives with Zeke tryna get it together, slanging that whip, he been swerving
We tryna run up a back so don't think that I'm out here ignoring your texts on purpose