[sophie meiers]
I think we're through
And I think it's something
I hear your voice
In my head
And it's saying
"Oh, please, let me out
Out and done"
For the love that I had
For your fallen angels
For your fallen angels
[Ben Beal]
I don't fuck with you like I used to
And I just don't fuck with you like I used to
And I don't fuck with you like I used to
But that's okay
But that's okay, I guess
So
My fingers stuck up
Yeah, the middle one
Like, hello, yes sir
I just don't give a fuck
When I told her I went a little nuts
Then I lost sight of who the fuck I was
Yeah, I'm chilling
Done my whole life, oversight
Still chillin
Front door always open
Bedroom door gone
Always smoking
When I turned 16, I was chosen
Did a show with the homies, I'm glowin
Fuck a teacher, they all out to get me
Fuck the police, man, they out to arrest me
It's Ben
Young kid, hoping that we all stay friends
Smoke a fresh blunt to the end
Got a gun to my head
Got no time to pretend
So we sittin on my bed
Just chillin
I don't fuck with you like I used to
And I just don't fuck with you like I used to
And I don't fuck with you like I used to
But that's okay
But that's okay, I guess