Not Mutuals by Ego Mackey Lyrics
[Verse 1: Sybyr]
I don't feel it, the feeling ain't mutual
I'm gon' piss on yo fucking lil cuticles
I gotta stack up and roll out, we gotta go
Fuck the critical thinking, put on a show
I done lost my agility, fucking brain dead
Bitch I'm tired of cycles, I'm fucking brain dead
Fuck this money and bitches, these niggas brain dead
(?) like a fusion, these people brain dead
[Verse 2: Ego Mackey]
I ain't talk 'bout what I done
You already know too much
I didn't have a lot of love
No one really I could trust
Another mindless fuck
Only talking to her 'cause I wanna nut
She ain't even interested, doubt she even listening
Fuck it, fuck persistence
Edgy bitch, edgy bitch, yeah, fuck the system
I do it for nothing, Ego never something
Not worth loving, not worth trusting
I don't feel great, drugs start to fade
Throw that shade, I play with hate
I'm in your house so late
Souls and bodies I take
What's real, what's fake
Under your bed I feel outta place
Feeling like it's time to escape
Hmm, is you scared?
Bitch, medicine cabinet where?
You know I gotta share
Take yo stash, it's only fair
Flush your xans down the toilet
Leave that dirty lean out, I'ma spoil it
I don't feel it, the feeling ain't mutual
I'm gon' piss on yo fucking lil cuticles
I gotta stack up and roll out, we gotta go
Fuck the critical thinking, put on a show
I done lost my agility, fucking brain dead
Bitch I'm tired of cycles, I'm fucking brain dead
Fuck this money and bitches, these niggas brain dead
(?) like a fusion, these people brain dead
[Verse 2: Ego Mackey]
I ain't talk 'bout what I done
You already know too much
I didn't have a lot of love
No one really I could trust
Another mindless fuck
Only talking to her 'cause I wanna nut
She ain't even interested, doubt she even listening
Fuck it, fuck persistence
Edgy bitch, edgy bitch, yeah, fuck the system
I do it for nothing, Ego never something
Not worth loving, not worth trusting
I don't feel great, drugs start to fade
Throw that shade, I play with hate
I'm in your house so late
Souls and bodies I take
What's real, what's fake
Under your bed I feel outta place
Feeling like it's time to escape
Hmm, is you scared?
Bitch, medicine cabinet where?
You know I gotta share
Take yo stash, it's only fair
Flush your xans down the toilet
Leave that dirty lean out, I'ma spoil it