Hard Waking up like this
I ain’t even tryna front I hate the morning mist
Closed eyes still tired from the highs last night
That’s why you lied about why you dipped (Yeah)
Its all good its all fine no worrying in my life
I feel like I could fly if i jumped out the skyline
But my my oh my mom probably wouldn’t be happy
Especially once my teachers goes and messages her about last week
I don’t like thinking about he past
Issa problem for me moving way to fast
I’m the problem child momma on my #ss
I’m the problem child momma on my as ohh
Late nights in my room
I really do this
Probably smoking on a
Or I’m sipping on a
Late nights in my room
I really do this
Probably smoking on a
Or I’m sipping on a
I’m the problem child
I’m the problem child
I’m the problem child
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