Prone Lyrics

Turn the lights down low

I need to get in my zone

I got too much on my dome

And I got too little control

I went DND on my phone

Sometimes I need to be alone

Wear my heart up on my sleeve

But that shit really leave me prone

Niggas gon smile to your face and hate to your back

Man that shit whack, whack, whack

Niggas gon say that they real and then double back

Them niggas cap, cap, cap

Shawty gon say that she love you and fuck on your mans

This bitch is tapped, tapped, tapped

I ain't got no time for you, I'm tryna stack

I'm chasing the sack, sack, sack

Music's the cause of my joy & the cause of my pain

I'm feeling real split lately

No way I'll go out in vain, I cannot explain

You think I'm gon fail, make me

I tried to find me a bae, for my mental state

But it ain't the time, maybe

So I'm gon get me some brain

And leave out her place,

Cuz she is not my lady

I'm a veteran

Fuck the fame, I'm gon be relevant

Stay fucking the world, can't be celibate

It looks like we smoke for the hell of it

(For the hell of it)

They don't know

Buried feelings, down below

Fighting demons, in my soul

Got my real ones, keep em close

Turn the lights down low

I need to get in my zone

I got too much on my dome

And I got too little control

I went DND on my phone

Sometimes I need to be alone

Wear my heart up on my sleeve

But that shit really leave me prone

Niggas gon smile to your face and hate to your back

Man that shit whack, whack, whack

Niggas gon say that they real and then double back

Them niggas cap, cap, cap

Shawty gon say that she love you and fuck on your mans

This bitch is tapped, tapped, tapped

I ain't got no time for you, I'm tryna stack

I'm chasing the sack, sack, sack

Niggas gon smile to your face and hate to your back

Man that shit whack, whack, whack

Niggas gon say that they real and then double back

Them niggas cap, cap, cap

Shawty gon say that she love you and fuck on your mans

This bitch is tapped, tapped, tapped

I ain't got no time for you, I'm tryna stack

I'm chasing the sack, sack, sack

Turn the lights down low

I need to get in my zone

I got too much on my dome

And I got too little control

I went DND on my phone

Sometimes I need to be alone

Wear my heart up on my sleeve

But that shit really leave me prone

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