Everything in plain site Maybe this shit ain't right Fucked up but your still mine Still mine I love you but you psycho To many nights I've cried o I'm still tryna find you I'll come back tomorrow Tomorrow, tomorrow Tomorrow, tomorrow Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow Come back tomorrow Yo I'm losing my mind How things can change Now I'm stood in the rain Thinking about shit We said in vain but with All the fame I'm staying the same (ain't changing) They said I'm insane I have only got myself to blame So I ghost like Blaine Cah I can't seem to shake off the pain (I'm trying) They can throw their shade but You're my light through the darkest days (no cap) How I feel is strange The realist ones always turn out fake (ahh fuck) I got nuthin to say More time these days I gotta get paid (I gotta get paid) This love ain't a game But you still play me like is okay We had a pact to keep it real I had your back had to firm your L (I had to) True colours prevail You broke my heart so fuck how you feel (fuck it) Now I need me that deal I have come so far from the raps and thrills Some toxic shit I will be going through hell What a toxic bitch I'll be under your spell Everything in plain site Maybe this shit ain't right Fucked up but your still mine Still mine I love you but you psycho To many nights I've cried o I'm still tryna find you I'll come back tomorrow Tomorrow, tomorrow Tomorrow, tomorrow Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow Come back tomorrow Imma fucked up male They said i would fail or end up in Jail (haha) Before I leave this world I gotta get heard I got a story to tell Fuck the fiens and scales I'm chasing my dreams Trying to build up wealth Why you chasing girls I put the cash first Fuck everything else I'm loosing my mind How things can change Now I'm stood in the rain Thinking about shit that We said in vain but with all the fame I'm staying the same They said I'm insane I have only got myself to blame So I ghost like Blaine Cah I can't seem to shake off the pain They can throw their shade but You're my light through the darkest days How I feel is strange The realist ones always turn out fake I got nuthin to say More time these days I gotta get paid This love ain't a game But you still play me like is okay Tomorrow, tomorrow Tomorrow, tomorrow Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow