The Fever You Just Sweat Out

(Young Lungs)

Been the same since the beginning
You been thinking I’ve been switching
Head been spinning
I’ve been tripping
It’s just you that I’ve been missing
We should kick it
Wanna hit it so I hit you up
It’s been a minute since I did so you should listen up

(teddybear)

Probably thinking that I’ve given up
Haven’t dropped a track in months
I’ve been on some Quinten Miller
Y’all can go and look it up
No one really reads enough
Listens to the beat enough
Anyone could start to think they’re artist if you show them love

(BLANKTS)

Stop stalling make a name for yourself
Boy you better put that pen to paper
Charm your way out
If you talk you better walk
You better back your shit up
With more than good hooks
While you’re all under the gun

(teddybear)

You send me texts I’ll never read I’ve got you blocked
Good at keeping all my exes stomachs turned in knots
Probably better off that I don’t see you turn to thot
I’ve been turning to the same just trying to write you out the plot
And that’s a double standard I know
I doubled up on the smoke
Like how come every time I slow up
All I meet are Monroe’s
I’m coughing crimson in the bathroom every time that I go
That’s why I’m dropping all my music
Probably die ‘fore I blow
That’s some the realest I’ve wrote
This shit is real and you should feel it I hope
That I’m here for the snow
Solo in my zone
So high out in Soho
Burns from the rope won’t close

(BLANKTS)

Stop stalling make a name for yourself
Boy you better put that pen to paper
Charm your way out
If you talk you better walk
You better back your shit up
With more than good hooks
While you’re all under the gun

(Young Lungs)

Slipping in and out of conscious
I’m nauseous
I think I’ve almost lost it
I’m toxic
Got me second guessing shit up in my conscience
I still remember all the things that you and I just promised

(teddybear)

And all those promises you made back when we were getting faded
You ain’t keep those
You ain’t keep those
And all the sweaters that you borrowed and you said you’d give back later
You can keep those
If you need those
Because I know he won’t last forever
Call me when you’re breaking up
Know you got some growing up to do before we make it up
One day you’ll be waking up
When your life is fake enough
And I’ll believe you when you say you’ve changed when we take it up

(BLANKTS)

Stop stalling make a name for yourself
Boy you better put that pen to paper
Charm your way out
If you talk you better walk
You better back your shit up
With more than good hooks
While you’re all under the gun