Tightrope Lyrics

I been feeling, like these niggas, aint really, been fucking, with me

Feel like a villain, even though i been putting everybody feelings before me

Don't know what I'm missing, i been tripping, maybe distance is the one thing that i need

It ain't a sin to want a happy home, why this shit feel like greed

So I'm smoking the green, and fleeing the scene, ya get what i mean? ya get what i Mean Baby

So I'm doing me, don't care about we, aint an ounce of french in me

Continue down this lonely road, ian felt a presence, ian felt not a fucking soul

Wanna know who give a damn bout me, shit who fucking knows

Been lied (to) by folks that say they care bout me, they got the longest fucking nose

I been feeling, like these niggas, ain't really, been fucking, with me, they ain here for me No, they ain here for me no

Feel like a villain, even though i been putting everybody feelings before me, what's Wrong with you bro what's wrong with you bro

Don't know what I'm missing i been tripping, maybe distance is the one thing that i need It's time to be on my own, time to be on my own

It ain't a sin to want a happy home why this shit feel like greed all I want is one thing, but I gotta smoke the green

So i'm smoking the green, and fleeing the scene, ya get what i mean? ya get what i Mean Baby

So I'm doing me, don't care about we ain't an ounce of french in me