Lyrics Just In Case - Nyck Caution, Alex Mali

Just In Case

I don’t really sleep because I write a lot
Momma thinks I got som issues that I oughta lot
Walking through the ark, this is the path that many try to knock
So I be paranoid, we never dealing with this writer’s block
Exes wildin' cause they only get a dial, probly in denial
Like «I know his phone on silent», girl I know you try a lot
And i can’t knock it, but you always try to trap me in this V with a child lock
I swear to God that I’m too grown up for this journal sentence
Just pray to God i ain’t too grown up for these fertile bitches
Cause they be tryna' catch me slipping, I’ll admit I had my chakras blinded by
these lust demons I was fucking with
You wasn’t really who you thought to be, I peep game
Lil' mama, you was hustling, so why the fuck
Would I be willing to risk everything to share our bond
So you could leave with all this custody, I ain’t a bastard
And I ain’t tryna make one, you’re moving backwards
I ain’t about facing loose chapters, cause we write a novel with
No winner certain
And if I close the book, then no-one knows the road we took, we only just
Keep pushing, we gotta keep pushing
Cause this isn’t for me, I see through it
(This if for real)
I haven’t seen you in two weeks
(Why you, why you wanna meet up now when every night i lose sleep?)
Girl, it’s hard to keep in touch with cha' I can’t put up with cha'
(Cause everytime I think I’ve had enough with cha')
You just flipped a picture like, you was moving much quicker
(He's a go getter) You should probly fuck with him, but instead you fuck with
him
Uncommitted, you dumb with it, (I be, I be gone)
In a hot mitten, you can see me and my stole pot spinnin'
I ain’t gonna stop reelin', 'till I get my spot filled in
Yeah, said I be growin' up fast, we are mnot children
Can you act like you’re a old enough?
Hold me down, or just let it loose, you forget the truth
And I was chosen for this life, I ain’t get to choose
But I know I’ll remember you no matter what this revenue
Tends to do
I’ll make millis, snakes in they gillies, drop a stake
Do their eyes make that mistake if you willing
Girl, you’re tripping, and I ain’t got no baggage left
And after all the damage, all we have is just embarassment
And i ain’t tryna' see you cuttin' your wrist, this the deepest
And the verse is like the one for you to fix, but the hospital got stitches
And it’s possible your father know the solid who can guide you through the
solitude you slipped in
Keep pushing, gotta keep pushing
Cause this isn’t for me, I see through it
(Breathe)
(This isn’t for me)
(I ain’t seen you in two weeks)