#kiiara

--hate me--

Phone lit, past three, see you say, "What's up"

F-boy, thought I told you not to hit me up

I got a problem and it sucks, boy

O.T., I'm in love with the f-boys

I'm just bein' real, can I keep it real?

Way too many feels, way too many feels

Chanel bag, cop it, I don't f-in' want it

I don't need that b.s. in your wallet

i don’t like my mind right now

wish that i could slow things down

i drive myself crazy.

im holding on, why is everything so heavy?

holding on, so much more than i can carry.

if i just let go, i’d be set free.

you say that i’m paranoid, but i’m pretty the world is out to get me

it’s not like i made the choice to make mind stay so fucking messy.

i know that i’m not the center of the universe,

but you keep spinning round me just the same

i’m holding on, why is everything so heavy?

i’m holding on to so much more than i can carry.

still a banger.