Lyrics: Death Souljah
Music: Death Souljah
Souljah, a-a-a-a—
She don't really know my name, I've been tellin' lies
I can't remember shit, 'cause I've been high
Wallet won't fold, fat pocket, yeah
And my wings can't fold, I don't know why
In this body I'm my own prisoner, yeah
Leave 'em bleedin', that's my signature, yeah
And I've been tryna find a way, to speed the time
And I've been in my feels, but I get guap, yeah
And it feel just like Hell when I'm missin' you
And I know dat pussy wet when I'm kissing you
And I got other bitches, but you know that I ain't playin' you
If you ain't want me back, just know I got plenty more
And I know I ain't healthy, I'm obsessin' you
And you know that I be flexin', I ain't textin' you
And shе know these bitches ain't shit, so I'm choosin' you
(And shе know these bitches ain't shit, so I'm choosin' you)
Can't take my mind straight
I feel like I'm falling again, and I can't look away
At the past that I've build for myself but again
I keep thinking of ways that we chose now
Ke-keep thinking of ways that we chose now
Rather be same (Yeah), dealing with the pain (Pain)
Constantly feeling like I would remain
Pausing again, p-pausing again, pausing again
Yeah taking ******
Trash star, trash star, trash star
Гэхдээ Сарнай намайг усалсан
Дусал-дусал-дусал нулимс ар араасаа
Ө-ө-өөртөө намайг чи уусгасан
(A-a-a-ah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ah-a)
She don't really know my name, I've been tellin' lies
I can't remember shit, 'cause I've been high
Wallet won't fold, fat pocket, yeah
And my wings can't fold, I don't know why
In this body I'm my own prisoner, yeah
Leave 'em bleedin', that's my signature, yea-yea—
And I've been tryna find a way, to speed the t-speed the t—
And I've been in my feels, but I get guap, yeah
And it feel just like Hell when I'm missi-missin' you
And I know that pussy wet when I'm kissing you
And I got other bitches, but you know that I ain't playin'-playin' you
If you ain't want me back, just know I got plenty more
(If you ain't want me back, just know I got plenty more)
And it feel just like Hell when I'm missi-missin' you
And I know that pussy wet when I'm kissing you
And I got other bitches, but you know that I ain't playin'-playin' you
If you ain't want me back, just know I got plenty more
(If you ain't want me back, just know I got plenty more)