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gloss up - walk away كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
don’t you walk away from me, no (uh)
don’t you walk away from me (ayy)
(diego)
i’m chasin’ my dream
in the fast lane, ayy
uh, yeah
this my type of sh_t

[chorus]
ayy, i’m chasin’ my dream in the fast lane (in the fast lane)
didn’t get a chance to breathe when the fame came (when the fame came)
ever since he broke my heart, knew i wouldn’t be the same (i knew that)
i thought we was forever, so i tat his name (tat that)
now we don’t speak, sh_t hurt me (it hurt)
everything we did, was it worth it? (everything)
everything i did to you, you deserve it
he thought i was sad (huh?), i’m runnin’ up another bag (i’m runnin’ up a bag)
in love with a n_gga? i done fell in love with cash

[interlude]
don’t you walk away from me
ayy, n_ggas always wanna walk away (don’t walk away now)
he said this sh_t was forever, but look at him (you said that)
that n_gga said it was death row (look at you)
ayy (what happened?)
[verse 1]
thought it was forever, but you givin’ up (you givin’ up)
i thought we would get married, but you givin’ up (you givin’ up)
if i find another n_gga, then you outta luck (you outta luck)
if you get another b_tch, then i wouldn’t give a f_ck, on god
i’m a prize, and all these n_ggas know that (know that)
he said our lifestyle clashin’ and i know that (i’m like, “i know that”)
if everything was perfect, where we gon’ find room to grow at? (hmm?)
be wantin’ to delete all our pictures like f_ck a throwback

[verse 2]
these n_ggas be lame, playin’ victim like they never do sh_t (how?)
i ain’t no basic b_tch, you play me, i’ma pop my sh_t (on god)
you gon’ feel me in your heart, bet i make a n_gga cry (i bet)
’cause the next b_tch is not me, i ain’t gotta tell you why (i don’t)
he be tellin’ people it’s me knowin’ d_mn well it ain’t
if you ask to marry me, i’ma tell you i can’t (i’m sorry)
’cause i’m done with the bullsh_t, done with all the drama (on god)
i don’t need a n_gga for sh_t, i put that on my mama
[chorus]
ayy, i’m chasin’ my dream in the fast lane (in the fast lane)
didn’t get a chance to breathe when the fame came (when the fame came)
ever since he broke my heart, knew i wouldn’t be the same (i knew that)
i thought we was forever, so i tat his name (tat that)
now we don’t speak, sh_t hurt me (it hurt)
everything we did, was it worth it? (everything)
everything i did to you, you deserve it
he thought i was sad (huh?), i’m runnin’ up another bag (i’m runnin’ up a bag)
in love with a n_gga? i done fell in love with cash

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