Would you please please please please please please please stop talking Lyrics

Low but not non-existent

Religiously in his midst and shit

And I'm close but not contradicting

Whatever trick she's got in her bag

And I'm holding out for some hope

Or many I was

Or maybe I'm past it

Maybe I'm blasted all off the track and

Maybe I'm damaged, how this shit happen?

How this shit stain my motherfuckin mental

Mane you can't even act like it's coincidental

Sent all for her feelings right before you need her

Feeding into inhibitions through the instrumentals.

Ima sentimental reminiscer ruminating

all the star stuttered glitter covering her

Melancholic eyes,

Due apologies,

Do you even seem to see what I used to need baby

Ima fiend baby

For attention, even ADD baby

Needed pieces now I'm peaceful

Free falling, landing Lamar swimming pools

Faded off of memories they prolly don't remember

Members only at the gate

Straight keeping out the fakes

Gatekeep me, cause I'm fucking fake

(Aye)

Low but not non-existent

Religiously in his midst and shit

And I'm close but not contradicting

Whatever trick she's got in her bag

And I'm holding out for some hope

Or many I was

Or maybe I'm past it

Maybe I'm blasted all off the track and

Maybe I'm damaged, how this shit happen?

I think I'm better of lying

Tongue sharper a stream cutting diamonds

When my pen curves, words hotter than an iron

I'm eyeing expired flames

I wanna burn more, yearn for a finer dame

A nicer chain, a ring, to define a change

I keep backing up to bitches that I know are lame

But my vision and fitted with a badder thang

A lil here lil there but I'm bad at names

I wanna know her,

Knock down walls and hold her

Who? Ion really know, but I hope I close her

Hope her clothes are nice as mine

And I find that my times not passing by

And getting wasted again

Pacing and pacing again

Facing as only friends

I can't cope no more

Sentimental overload

Lord do you know I know.

Low but not non-existent

Religiously in his midst and shit

And I'm close but not contradicting

Whatever trick she's got in her bag

And I'm holding out for some hope

Or many I was

Or maybe I'm past it

Maybe I'm blasted all off the track and

Maybe I'm damaged, how this shit happen?

Low but not non-existent

Religiously in his midst and shit

And I'm close but not contradicting

Whatever trick she's got in her bag

And I'm holding out for some hope

Or many I was

Or maybe I'm past it

Maybe I'm blasted all off the track and

Maybe I'm damaged, how this shit happen?