Pulling Lyrics

[Verse]
She held my hand a bit, I pulled away
Man and then she grabbed again, with swollen wet eyes of an abandoned kid
She loved Simone, not the Raz in him and the lavishness
But she was insecure of other women with the pageant wins
I grabbed her then and told her I'm only attracted when
A woman is sexy in all of her parts past her skin
It's fun to unwrap the gift, but the packaging
Doesn't mean a thing when it's after it's
Unwrapped and it's thrown right in the trash bin
She's past tense, dwellin' in the past tense
She's askin' if it's too much to have friendship
With a man who's been bitten by vampires
Livin' in trapped liars, I mean lairs
Tomato/tomato, I just play with staccato
Rhythmically detach a bit, sip then blame the Moscato
I never know if I like havin' around the angels that follow
Evil or good they stain me like treatment of wood
She keeps tellin' me I'm a bad guy, I used to be good
I keep hangin' up, like, "Bitch, I don't need no more negatives"
I've been walkin' miles every day and this
Heavy soul of mine is beginnin' to weigh a bit
Heart's startin' to ache a bit, this mind of mine, it makes me sick
I'm tryna find a time to run away with it
But the threshold of my schedule is paper thin
Last time I tried to pencil in I had to break a pen
But that's better than makin' and breakin' promises
The good die young, Leons and [?]
Alans and Quincys, even PJs and [?] and shit
I would never wish that on the strongest men
Goin' against Raz, I would just commit that
But then I'd have to live with that, and I ain't with that
You get more kick back than the kickback
We rolled up on them niggas like a zig zag
Then smoked 'em like cheap tobacco broke friends had
Bittersweet, strong mothers who clinched and they ain't get to me
We got outta there, turned them tires Mr. Clean
Bald as fuck, smellin' like Pine-Sol and mud
Clean dirt, killin' in between work
Fast balls, pitchin' with a mean curve
Villains at best, concealin' the stress
We're dealin' with death by dealin' the death
I got a girl that text me about killin' herself
I call her mom up and hope that she can give her some help
Walkin' in the bloody bathroom, rivers of helps
Red flags wavin' like, "Look what I did to myself"
Wait, don't look what I did to myself
Openin' pills off the shelf, downin' downers 'til she don't feel

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[Outro]
Heard your soul cry out for me
Don't know why I didn't come
Now the pain sits patiently
Don't know why I didn't run
Now I sit here to myself
Thinkin' what I could have done
And I see there's no time left
Don't know why I didn't run
Don't know why I didn't run