Текст песни Fled On Me - Nessazary

Feel like they only stick around cause I got that bread on me
A lot of people thought they had my back but they fled on me

Took a lot of L's, tryna tell myself keep your head up homie
I'm misrepresented in her fucking head, she don't even know me

I'm a rich ass loner, no persona
Not her skin tone, she wear a toner

Gotta watch out, your brudda slime you
Yeah, it's just around the corner

Organ donor, gave my heart away and she gave it back sore

Giving up on love, I don't know if I can't love no more
I'm blindfolded, dont wanna see this shit
Gucci scarf wrap around my eyes

Late at night, yeah, the memories flooding in
Got me thinking about old times

Be careful who you let around, just take my advice
Yeah, she want a piece of me, yea she want her a slice

Yeah, I do not pick up the phone, don't answer device
Yeah, gotta move smarter, I can't show my heart, I'm precise

Yeah, open the blinds, see the sun set
I hope that girl just run back

Just give me a chance and come back
Don't want you to end up with no scumbag
You don't get it, I'm flawed
I've been going through a lot

I don't know where to start
Don't just leave cause it's hard
Don't take the easy way out
Stop giving up on me

Why you filled with doubt
Don't let it ruin my posture
I keep my head up, I ain't gon' fucking slouch
Slaat don't put it work like me

Let's compare, let's see bank accounts
Dog Shit what I'm counting now
You counting out rainy day funds
On a fucking drought

I got cash up on the couch
You got mouse up in your house
I got Glock inside my dresser
Dresser, dresser

Yeah, dresser, dresser
Take her to Bottega and play dress up
I just buy that shit for her
For all them times that I ain't text her, yeah

Feel like they only stick around cause I got that bread on me
Lot of people thought they had my back but they fled on me

Took a lot of L's, tryna tell myself keep your head up, homie
I'm misrepresented her fucking head, she don't even know me

I'm a rich ass loner, no persona
Not her skintone, she wear toner
Gotta watch out, your brudda slime you
Yeah, it's just around the corner

Organ donor
Gave my heart away and she gave it back, sore
Giving up on love
I don't know if I can't love no more

I don't know if I can't love no more
My real life
My real life
My real life