Paroles de la chanson Brightwood par Aminé (Rap US)
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Paroles de la chanson Brightwood par Aminé (Rap US)
When I'm all alone
And my world come crashing down
Do I know who knows me?
Truly, you not gon' fool me
Say, when I'm all alone
And my world come crashing down
Do I know who knows me?
Truly, you not gon' fool me
God, I'm sorry for acting (ooh)
I am for real
I never meant to make my mama cry
I apologize, I'm truly sorry
I'm sorry for acting (ooh)
I am for real
I never meant to make my mama cry
And my world come crashing down
Do I know who knows me?
Truly, you not gon' fool me
Say, when I'm all alone
And my world come crashing down
Do I know who knows me?
Truly, you not gon' fool me
God, I'm sorry for acting (ooh)
I am for real
I never meant to make my mama cry
I apologize, I'm truly sorry
I'm sorry for acting (ooh)
I am for real
I never meant to make my mama cry
I apologize, I'm truly sorry
Damn right, I'm truly sorry
Yeah right, I'm truly sorry
I apologize, I'm truly sorry
Took a lot of pills just to kill my emotions
And now I'm finna kill all the thrill in my notions
I took a lot of pills just to kill my emotions
And now I'm finna kill all the thrill in my notions
I needed all the pills for the thrill in my notions
A little bitty pill, Advil, Ibuprofen
I'm faded, mmm, I'm faded
I'm faded, I'm faded, I'm done, done
Yeah, I'm done, done
Damn right, I'm truly sorry
Yeah right, I'm truly sorry
I apologize, I'm truly sorry
Took a lot of pills just to kill my emotions
And now I'm finna kill all the thrill in my notions
I took a lot of pills just to kill my emotions
And now I'm finna kill all the thrill in my notions
I needed all the pills for the thrill in my notions
A little bitty pill, Advil, Ibuprofen
I'm faded, mmm, I'm faded
I'm faded, I'm faded, I'm done, done
Yeah, I'm done, done
I'm not a tycoon
I'm not a wise dude
I'm not a perfect nigga, but I got the right mood
I know she wonders what just goes on in my head
She try to get to know me, but I rather fuck instead
See, sex is therapeutic for the lonesome
We rather be alone, but hormones just really want some
So I keep my hands to the sky, and my knees to the ground
And my sins hit the seas, I need holy water now
See: H, A, double P, Y
Is what I'm tryna find, but it always seems like
Somethin' tryna break me down, or pull me under
Callin' on my Brio, think I might have wrong number
I'm not a wise dude
I'm not a perfect nigga, but I got the right mood
I know she wonders what just goes on in my head
She try to get to know me, but I rather fuck instead
See, sex is therapeutic for the lonesome
We rather be alone, but hormones just really want some
So I keep my hands to the sky, and my knees to the ground
And my sins hit the seas, I need holy water now
See: H, A, double P, Y
Is what I'm tryna find, but it always seems like
Somethin' tryna break me down, or pull me under
Callin' on my Brio, think I might have wrong number
I think I might have wrong number
Callin' on my Brio, think I might have wrong number
I keep callin' like every day of the week
I'm callin' on my Brio, think I might have wrong number
Callin' on my Brio, think I might have wrong number
I keep callin' like every day of the week
I'm callin' on my Brio, think I might have wrong number
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