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cole myer - god, give me one more كلمات أغنية

i’m trying to get you off my mind, so i’m a workaholic
i’m the one who cleans the mess inside the field, you frolic
they can’t push me down, they tried, but i’ve already fallen
we sliding down at 4am, who the h_ll you calling
i’m a night owl, i can’t talk about the sh_t i saw
if i die, i’ma ask god to give me one more call
then your phone ring, you already know i’m going off

got some bad, bad habits i’ve been tryna break
i lost 40 pounds inside a year, could you lose all that weight?
it’ll be 50 for the year is done, the gym be my escapе
it might be 60 for the year is donе, i gotta get this shape
i’ve been trying to be a poet for the longest time
back in 2nd grade, i was in recess, i’m writing rhymes
7th grade, i’m making disses, making my old b_tches cry
and the worst part about them disses is i never told a lie

i had to run it back since a little kid, i was big, i was front of the line, not the quarterback
i can’t talk to b_tches on tinder, you on the b_team, and i can’t get beside of that
besides, i f_cking need b_tches they bi, on top of them two at a time
nah, i’m just playing, that sh_t was a lie, but i’m really that guy
i don’t eat bread, when i do its some rye
gluten free, but i’m still gonna eat up both them buns, b_tch
thousand pounds of protein in my system

she ain’t down to slide, she like older guys
talking 49, she ain’t gonna ride
of course she rocks with you, y’all gotta bias
we gotta cut our ties, baby, you switchin’ sides
with me, that’s not gonna slide, with me, that’s not alright
you’re still in my mind, seen you a thousand times
seen you a thousand lives, i’m tryna f_cking die
so then i get that call, and then you get that ring
and it’s all over now, and you can’t hear a thing
so when it’s beeping, baby, you best pick up for me
got some bad, bad habits i’ve been tryna break
i lost 40 pounds inside a year, could you lose all that weight?
it’ll be 50 for the year is done, the gym be my escape
it might be 60 for the year is done, i gotta get this shape
i’ve been trying to be a poet for the longest time
back in 2nd grade, i was in recess, i’m writing rhymes
7th grade, i’m making disses, making my old b_tches cry
and the worst part about them disses is i never told a lie

- cole myer

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