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Tinashe
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KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Christian Ward
Komponist:in
Smash David
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PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Smash David
Produzent:in
Hitmaka
Produzent:in
Miguel Perez
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Letras
[Verse 1]
Got it on smash
Hitmaka!
[Verse 2]
Yeah, never be the same, won't trust you like I used to
Yeah, wake up in the morning, I can't fuck you like I used to
Yeah, never be the same, won't trust you like I used to
Yeah, lay my top back, throw my problems in my new coupe
[Verse 3]
I know everything, but they don't
I've been on a wave they ain't on, no
Swerving lane to lane and it's paid for
I murder everything, ****, cased closed, yeah
[Verse 4]
Bitch, I got my own cash
I do what I want to
I might do the whole dash
Drive it like I want to
This shit too easy like a free throw, yeah
It sure might blow up like some C-4, yeah
[Verse 5]
I had to let go
I'm in my bag, bro
If it ain't about the cash flow
I'm sorry, gotta pass on
[Verse 6]
I gotta pass on you, yeah
Never be the same, won't trust you like I used to, yeah
Wake up in the morning, I can't fuck you like I used to, yeah
Never be the same, won't trust you like I used to, yeah
Lay my top back, throw my problems in my new coupe
[Verse 7]
Ridin' down Hollywood, I'm cruising
Can't be stagnant, gotta keep it movin'
I gave up all my love, but you abused it
Now you're just something I checked off my to do list
[Verse 8]
Yeah, you got your own bag
That ain't why I want you
I can buy my own tags
I can buy my own coupe
This shit too easy like a free throw, yeah
It sure might blow up like some C-4, yeah
[Verse 9]
I had to let go
I'm in my bag, bro
If it ain't about the cash flow
I'm sorry, gotta pass on
[Verse 10]
I gotta pass on you, yeah (No)
Never be the same, won't trust you like I used to
(Ooh, like I used to, no)
Yeah, wake up in the morning, I can't fuck you like I used to
(Like I used to)
Yeah, never be the same, won't trust you like I used to
(No, no, never be the same, no, no)
Yeah, lay my top back, throw my problems in my new coupe
[Verse 11]
I had to let go
Never touch you like I used to
[Verse 12]
I gotta pass on you
Oh, it'll never be the same
It's such a shame, oh-oh-oh
Written by: Chip tha Ripper, Christian Ward, London Holmes, Melvin Ray Moore, Miguel Perez, Samuel David Jiminez