[Verse 1]

Y'all wanna know how I feel?

Yeah, it's nothing but pain

But I hit the gym now

So it's nothing but gains

If you hopping on my AHH!

Yeah, it's nothing but gains

Keep falling for shit

Yeah, it's nothing but pain, uh

But I'm truthfully happy

Switching all my feels

Wonder why they don't catch me

All alone, in the field

Nobody run after him

Buddy, he's a [?]

[?] imagining

And he's still a fucking dweeb

Scared of fucking weed

Yeah, I keep my flowers healthy

Bloom into a rose

Yeah, you bloom into a bitch

Keep dogging on my fits

I don't wanna hear nothing, it's

Nobody checking up

I keep my ball in my court

Bitch I'm MJ

Less black and mo' sexy

Nobody on records

I'm not Hollywood yet

But I swear, it's coming soon

Like me and the-

[Verse 2]

But I hit the gym this morning

2 sets of mourning the past

And 10 reps of

Crying my fucking eyes out

"Why the long face

Like a baboon?" Bitch!

Don't call me a monkey

I'm not even sad, dudе

Well

I was being dishonest

But honеstly, I'm more likely to

Close up in a bad mood

Call the hoes up

Bitch, I'm still in a bad mood

Fuck a hoe anyway

I need a girl I can vent to

A girl that likes kites

And does whatever she meant to

A girl that's cool as fuck, and nice

And she fucking sends too?

Nah

I'll never be that average

I'll be simping for the dumb shit

And I fucking had it

So I separate myself

Because I got some aspirations

Keep my hope in life

And y'all will never, ever break it

But a lot of them try

And it's supposed to be my homies

I got no ride or dies

Life feels so lonely

[Verse 3]

But lately I miss the

"Fuck yo bitch!"

Moved into a new house

'Cause I been talking that shit

And I used to have room

But she's moving up now

We was shaking and baking with four seats in my truck

But only one not vacant, wow

And I'm the one-eyed [?]

Ten toes down like I'm paraplegic

Ten bros now, but they ain't calling they weight

They a bunch of jake-offs, just feining for plays

And bitch

I'm changing my ways

Might put the mic down

And fucking pick up sorcery

Y'all are throwing curses, bitch

I'm throwing hexes

Gathered all the cards

And I fill them up with X's

Oh, but you some shit

Bitch, I know

Point my fucking fingers, saying

"I know,"

Feelings aren't me

I'm not giving a TED talk

Here's my two cents

Like bye, hoe

(See ya, Bitch)

See ya, Bitch!