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max bennett kelly - four seasons (feat. belaganas) كلمات أغنية

last night i checked into four seasons

looking for a reason to f_ck it up

room service, the concierge brought me courvoisier

i think it’s a little much

who you tryna be?

who you tryna please?

it’s just me and tiffany and she’s not even into me

good luck tryna chase me down

feet up on the chaise lounge, baby i am nodding off

who you waiting for, huh, who you waiting for?

(who you waiting for, huh, who you waiting for?)

is it really me, huh, who’s it really for?

(is it really me, huh, who’s it really for?)
last night i checked into four seasons

looking for a reason to f_ck it up

bullsh_t from the manager, lucky i’m the matador

and i’m seeing red as f_ck

bad girls and the flashing lights

splitting my check, i don’t ask the price

i’mma get in this bottle to pass the time

’cause the boredom is agonizing

i’m snapping out of it

i put all my soul in this sh_t for somebody to b_st_rdize it

losing myself in the city and hole that i’m in

i don’t know who the f_ck that i’ve been

mind tiffany_twisted, never would cuff but i bought her a wristlet
losing myself is a part of the business

label gonna pay me no interest

the money and women are sickness

holding my tongue and i’m falling in line

’cause everyone here got away with a crime

i look in the mirror and shoot a ballistic

who you waiting for, huh, who you waiting for?

(who you waiting for, huh, who you waiting for?)

is it really me, huh, who’s it really for?

(is it really me, huh, who’s it really for?)

last night i checked into four seasons

looking for a reason to f_ck it up

tough sh_t, we can handle it
living in los angeles, happiness is on and off

who tryna be, huh?

who you tryna please?

this is not you, this is not me

don’t mess with me

gold stars on the boulevard

it don’t matter who you are, baby you are not enough

on a long migration, raising my vibration

she’s so high maintenance, but her shorts high_waisted

she’s so my_highness_type, tigress with the midas touch

delicate demand to be the tyrant that i always was

first time i flew into france

window with my debutante

i ain’t even look at the sunset

i was still spamming a taunt

so sit down, welcome_mat_style, father’s route

maxy cut the f_cking tether rope to float the farthest out

- max bennett kelly

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