​i recovered from this Lyrics – JPEGMAFIA

Funny how time flies when you’re having fun (Oh), please stay
Funny how time flies (Please stay), when you’re having fun
Funny how time flies when you’re having fun, mm (Time flies)
Yeah, ooh
Funny how time flies when you’re having fun

It’s not that I don’t love my b!tch, but I don’t love these side hoes neither
She throwing that sh!t back at me and I’m catching it like I’m a wide receiver
I know these losers you f**king ain’t hitting it right, I’m Derek Jeter
Heart on my sleeve and cash in my fist
Chase a dream, man, do not chase a b!tch
I can’t believe that this ho got me breakin’, I’m breaking like this

Look, my b!tch never got taken from me, I lost her myself
My b!tch never got comfort from me, I needed too much help
I can’t do one hour a week, I think I need more help
I don’t think I need no more fixin’, I’ll just heal myself
Who’s gonna be there when you low, b!tch, you or somebody else?
My actions got way too active, I don’t want no more help
One hour a week ain’t enough for me, I think I need a friend
Everyone that I ever dated deserves better ****
I could have wrote this when I’m faded, but alcohol gives you a lens
When I’m speaking my mind, I’m on demonic time
I got family and fences to mend
Every argument comes with a cost, every dub ends up in a loss
Gotta keep the façade of a boss, every picture developed is tossed
I know b!tches that I’ll never talk to, I got exes I’m still f**kin’ raw
I been stuck in a car with the child-lock, tryna break out and answer the call
Can you hear it?
Actual love, actual heart, actual caring
n!ggas get mad at me when I call out they hating
‘Cause they hatin’, no debatin’
All on my d!ck and you know we ain’t dating
b!tch n!gga, let’s face it
We came up out the mud, still got dirt on our faces, now we counting blue faces
White girl slide down the pole and I’m throwing her faces
I could never be racist

It’s not that I don’t love my b!tch, but I don’t love these side hoes neither
She throwing that sh!t back at me and I’m catching it like I’m a wide receiver
I know these losers you f**king ain’t hitting it right, I’m Derek Jeter
Heart on my sleeve and cash in my fist
Chase a dream, man, do not chase a b!tch
I can’t believe that this b!tch got me breakin’, I’m breaking like this
I can’t believe that this girl got me breakin’
I’m breaking like this
f**k

Alright, that’s it
I’m done, I finally finished this sh!t
Finally, I’ve been workin’ on this sh!t for a long time