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Artiste:
JPEGMAFIA
Titre:
I Recovered From This
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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 bitch, but I don't love these side hoes neither She throwing that shit back at me and I'm catching it like I'm a wide receiver I know these losers you fucking, 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 bitch I can't believe that this hoe got me breakin' I'm breaking like this Look, my bitch never got taken from me, I lost her myself My bitch 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 Whose gonna be there when you low bitch, 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 come with a cost Every dub ends up in a loss Gotta keep the façade of a boss, every picture developed is tossed I know bitches that I'll never talk to, I got exes I'm still fuckin' raw I been stuck in a car with the child-lock, tryna break out and answer the call Can you hear it? Actually love, actual heart, actual caring Niggas get mad at me when I call out they hating 'Cause they hatin', no debatin' All on my dick and you know we ain't dating Bitch nigga, 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 bitch, but I don't love these side hoes neither She throwing that shit back at me and I'm catching it like I'm a wide receiver I know these losers you fucking, 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 bit' I can't believe that this bitch got me breakin' I'm breaking like this I can't believe that this girl got me breakin' I'm breaking like this Fuck Alright, that's it man I'm done, I finally finished this shit Finally, I've been workin' on this shit for a long time