jorja

Thug it alone
Bud in a blunt and it’s on
Keep it a buck in these songs
I’m slept on and what
Slept on the most
Stress but i’m next it’ll show
Needed a reason
Cause lately the weekends
They seem like the weekdays
I don’t want talk about
Nothing I don’t say
And baby that’s okay
There’s more in less
Affairs are a mess
The talk is excessive
Glad we connect
And whoever neglects you
Was never your friend
Don’t give them a chance
They can’t feed off our strength
We don’t need an advancе
Oh let’s hit the road
Ain’t no family close
But wе doing the most
I’ve been
Just minding
My business
Reminded
Don’t mind me
I guess I’m better off thinking that I was the one
That I was the one
Like first
Do you know me?
Are you a homie or a hoe?
Are you lonely?
Do you get lonely on the road?
Is it on me?
Is it phony?
Is it wholesome?
Is it holy?
Tell me was it fortune?
Ash on the dresser
Cash on the carpet
Look
Where my priorities gone?
Gone
And last I remember
I can’t remember sh!t
Where have the rest of my memories gone?
The drink must’ve hit right
Sticks to my breath like a mint to remind me of what i’ve become
What i’ve become
The shrink must’ve been right
Gives me advice but i’m sorry my vices they’ve already won
They’ve already won
I’ve been
Just minding
My business
Reminded
Don’t mind me
I guess I’m better off thinking that i was the one
That i was the on