Two pills
And a blunt
Looking down
Feeling a way
I been
Thinking about
This girl
But she ain't
Thinking of me
I try to
Reach down
In my pocket
But it's feeling empty
Like my heart
Like my soul
Boy this shits
Getting old
I'm just lying
About the broke shit
You treating me
Like you know shit
Keeping grudges
You wanna hold shit
Always coming up
With some hoe shit
Now you
Feeling a little neglected
We was perfect
You had to wreck it
Living life
A little too wreckless
Was it really
All worth a necklace
F*ck
I don't know anymore
I can't feel anything
I don't know who to trust
I can't
Two pills
And a blunt
Looking down
Feeling a way
I been
Thinking about
This girl
But she ain't
Thinking of me
I try to
Reach down
In my pocket
But it's feeling empty
Like my heart
Like my soul
Boy this shits
Getting old
Boy this shit
I$o Todd - Vent Lyrics
I$o Todd - Vent Lyrics
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Two pills
And a blunt
Looking down
Feeling a way
I been
Thinking about
This girl
But she ain't
Thinking of me
I try to
Reach down
In my pocket
But it's feeling empty
Like my heart
Like my soul
Boy this shits
Getting old
I'm just lying
About the broke shit
You treating me
Like you know shit
Keeping grudges
You wanna hold shit
Always coming up
With some hoe shit
Now you
Feeling a little neglected
We was perfect
You had to wreck it
Living life
A little too wreckless
Was it really
All worth a necklace
F*ck
I don't know anymore
I can't feel anything
I don't know who to trust
I can't
Two pills
And a blunt
Looking down
Feeling a way
I been
Thinking about
This girl
But she ain't
Thinking of me
I try to
Reach down
In my pocket
But it's feeling empty
Like my heart
Like my soul
Boy this shits
Getting old
Boy this shit
And a blunt
Looking down
Feeling a way
I been
Thinking about
This girl
But she ain't
Thinking of me
I try to
Reach down
In my pocket
But it's feeling empty
Like my heart
Like my soul
Boy this shits
Getting old
I'm just lying
About the broke shit
You treating me
Like you know shit
Keeping grudges
You wanna hold shit
Always coming up
With some hoe shit
Now you
Feeling a little neglected
We was perfect
You had to wreck it
Living life
A little too wreckless
Was it really
All worth a necklace
F*ck
I don't know anymore
I can't feel anything
I don't know who to trust
I can't
Two pills
And a blunt
Looking down
Feeling a way
I been
Thinking about
This girl
But she ain't
Thinking of me
I try to
Reach down
In my pocket
But it's feeling empty
Like my heart
Like my soul
Boy this shits
Getting old
Boy this shit
Writer: Todd Tenor
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