Текст песни
Baby, go away. This long coming, me hurt. I can't to you on the rock, can we? Never have enough for days, still in my bed. Count two, baby, show your eyes to me. But know I to text you back, I was In my head. And now, baby, I am really numb to it. Yeah, feel like it's a fever dream, we're going To hell. Right, baby, you can ride or die with me. Fighting, breaking silence, getting violent. I hate what I said then, I'm a psycho. Sirens all around, shots from little rifle. Rival, I'm your idol in denial. Fire all around, that's fine. Bad bitch, time to go bye. Out there living my life. Tell 'em first do what I like. Black Jeep, hundreds, mine. Magic, we gone, Way clean with your, Lies. She's moaning so loud when I'm coming inside. When I come to see light, know you wasn't Dreaming. And every night I get high, That's why I'm still living. Shawty stop to say hi, but she's letting creep In. That's how I been living. Heads crashing through ceiling. Down. Baby, go away. This long coming, get me hurt. I can't lie to you on the rock, Can we? Never have enough for days, still in My bed. Count two, show your eyes to me. But know I had to text you back, I Was in my head. And now, baby, I am really numb to it. Yeah, feel like it's a fever dream, we're going To hell. Right, baby, you can ride or die with me.
weeklyn — RIVALS
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