you don't listen to me anyway - Pulse, BIV

Can’t see that place

Cover your taste

I been a waste

Stuck with your ways

Can’t see that place

Cover your taste

I been a waste

Stuck with your ways

Can’t see that place

Cover your taste

I been a waste

Stuck with your ways

Can’t see that place

Cover your taste

I been a waste

Stuck with your ways

Can’t see that place

Cover your taste

Poppin' prescriptions, with nothing to chase

I been a waste

Things I can’t change

Things I can’t face

Things I can’t change

Mix the products till' I cave

I been hiding for days

I been a waste

I been ok

Don’t even bother to wait

I been waste

I’ve had enough of myself

You ain’t wanna hide on my shelves

Bundle up, hide in my cell

Bitch I can’t tell what I felt

I ain’t ask no one for help

I ain’t ask no one for help

I ain’t ask no one for help

Come find the fuck out

You ain’t know what you been speakin' 'bout

This how it gone be now

This how it gone be now