NWG Krish - Choose Me Lyrics

Lyrical tourettes
Spitting till my little ones laying me to rest
Yes, yes, stress, less, less
Pull up skrr, like a photo up a dress
I want you to choose me over him
Breathe slow I said, in my head
Gee that depends, I'm bleeding again
Internal, infernal, six thirty
I can't go to bed yet.
I swear the kid isn't waiting on a text,
Flipped off the desk like a tech dec set
Candy won't let me rest
Feel I been standing on my head
I been pranging off the meds
Hanging off the edge, unconnected yeah
Check the phone every two seconds yeah
Brain spinning non-stop like a top
In the DiCap world, feeling handicapped
By a girl. I promise this about a comrade
I ain't care about a ho I swear on that
If life a sport hope that shit non-non-contact ay
Hope I die for more than a yat and a contract my days