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Jonathan Leenan Iceson
Jonathan Leenan Iceson
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Jamual Little
Jamual Little
Songwriter:in

Lyrics

Mon chérie I'm sorry
I know there's nothing I can tell you from the absence of my heart
It's true you do you
I'm too busy out here trying to impress
These people who don't give a shit about me
Yeah none of you **** give a damn
Let me ride to wave aizen
Let me try to be your friend
Hey what you say your name was aizen
What you say iceson come again
Somehow you **** don't understand
Losing my **** wasn't part of the plan
I ain't got time to be holding no hands
If I had to do it I'd do it again
Passed on me then now a **** lit
Going through shit that's what you get
Come again
You **** listening but you ain't even hear what I said
Yeah yeah
That's just how I'm feeling
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
That's just how I'm feeling
I know you **** don't like me
I know that you hate
Can tell that your fake
See it right in your face
In the trap all day gotta make me a play
Gotta whole lot of weight I can't make no mistake
Gotta grind I ain't seeing no brakes gotta get paid
I be bussin down bags
I ain't never rode the marta
Packs coming in on the charter aye
Running through em like tiki barber aye
Imma get em gone by tomorrow aye
No new friends bitch I'm bout my business
Gotta talk about money just to get my interest
It's getting hot around here
Bitch I been in the kitchen
Started with a low hand like Lindsey
Yuh I roll a lot of dope every **** with me roll up some more
Bombay gin and I got a whole lot more to pour yuh
I don't know why **** hate
I don't know why **** switch
They ain't fuck with me before
Now they on my line cause a **** lit
Yeah yeah
That's just how I'm feeling
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
That's just how I'm feeling
Written by: Jamual Little, Jonathan Leenan Iceson
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