Insecurities

[Intro]
(Don't miss me, or it's gon' be, if it ain't me, damn baby)
Graah
(I'm in your city)
RiteorWrongKVH
(Why not one more time?)
(Why you need all my swag?)
(I needed to know, shorty)
Graah
Every opp shot, everything dead
Graah
41 shots to the head (Graah)

[Verse 1]
Only been two weeks, and I'm in too deep (In too deep)
Look in her eyes, I don't know what to see (Don't know what to see)
Like, I be telling myself that I love her, but I just love when that bitch in my sheets (Damn)
Up all night I be stuck on her page (In her page)
If she knew, she would think I'm a creep (Think I'm weird)
And my knocker just like a computer, if that nigga run up then I'm pressing delete (Grrt baow)
Evеry day I argue with my ex (On bro)
On bro, I don't be gеtting sleep (Like damn)
Like, how you fuckin' with one of my opps
I went through her memories pressing delete (Pressing delete)
And that bitch be actin' like a fan
All these other rapper niggas beef
When that bitch left me, I was at my lowest
I pray to God me and her never speak, damn

[Bridge]
Huh
Grrt
Graah, graah
You only recognize official, nigga
You only recognize official, nigga
You know we got this shit out the mud
Shit out the fuckin' mud, nigga
Send 41 shots
Never needed nothing from nobody, nigga
Y'all niggas know what's up, nigga
Never needed nothing from nobody
Damn
Yes
Yes
Graah
Every opp shot, everything dead (grrt)
41 shots to the head

[Verse 2]
Graah
Stuck in my head, I be high (Be high)
All this shit be racin' through my head (On bro)
And my new shorty just left for college, I think I'm breakin' up with that bitch next (On bro)
Like, and I know her roommate a thotty (Thotty), and all of her friends is legs (On bro)
Like, that bitch like boys and girls, like there's no way that she's not having sex (What?)
And I know I'm soundin' insecure, I'm not, I just know how these bitches get (On bro, on bro)
And she be actin' like a fan too, on bro I be getting me fed (Huh)
I get this bitch from Floss
She thinks she misses everything dead?
Damn, and I got this nice lil' bitch from the Bronx, I'm boutta to put her to the test
Young-young nigga, I'm really rich, I never needed a bitch (huh)
Never believed in a bitch, I might never put my seed in a bitch, damn
Damn, damn, how you tell me you love me then switch?
All these bitches, don't know who to pick
On my way to the top and it's happening quick
Like, she don't know that I know what she did, so she be thinkin' that she slick
I can never look at her the same, I look at her face and get sick (Like, damn)
And I caught feelings for this girl, she got money, and she type lit
Brown skin, type thick
Fuck these bitches, I'm trying to get rich, damn