C-C-Comin' from the NextLane
I just iced my wrist, yeah, now that shit on froze
I be makin' bread, yeah, y'all niggas make toast
Bitch, I'm really sad, yeah, we are so lost souls
Feelin' really bad, yeah, we are so lost souls
We are so lost souls
We are so lost souls
We are so lost souls
We are so lost souls
Ah
C-C-Comin' from the NextLane
I can't have no friends 'cause they like to switch up
They don't like to see the bigger picture
I cannot show these bitches cash 'cause they always on my eyes
They stacked up, made just like some stickups, yeah
Yeah, I'm feeling insecure
Yeah, I am a bad boy, but you left me out in the dirt
Please don't call my phone and ask me, "Can we make it work?"
Used to fall in love, but I put feelings to the curve
Now I'm feeling hurt
F*ck, it's time to go to work
All my exes made me learn
That all my feelings gotta burn, yeah, yeah
I just iced my wrist, yeah, now that shit on froze
I be makin' bread, yeah, y'all niggas make toast
Bitch, I'm really sad, yeah, we are so lost souls
Feelin' really bad, yeah, we are so lost souls Comin' from the NextLane