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Letra : Just Another sh*tty Day
Just another, just another sh*tty day, oh
Yeah, I might have drank too much, I love getting f**ked up
Maybe I just haze your love, maybe I just wanna f**k
I wish you could feel this pain, I don't wanna trust love
I would bet you'd feel the same, I don't really feel much
f**k you, I had enough, in my head I dare your love
Any sh*tty house, sh*tty day, just ain't enough
Came to the city, ain't it pretty? And we lightin' up
She said "Tuxx, that you got problems, I hope you ain't fake 'em"
My life's like a damn revolver and I'm gettin' too impatient
She hate it when I'm bein' honest, sometimes she don't wanna break
Maybe that just might've been your problem and I can't relate
Yeah, I might have drank too much, I love getting f**ked up
Maybe I just haze your love, maybe I just wanna f**k
I wish you could feel this pain, I don't wanna trust love
I would bet you'd feel the same, I don't really feel much
Your love is fake to me, so, so, so fake to me
Oh-oh, girl you changing me, my heart is skipping beats
Balenciaga drip, shawty take a pic'
Slaughter boy sh*t, we be posted with the sticks
I love it when they hate on me, 'cause ain't there no escapin' me
Peasant b*t*h, I don't wanna talk
Feel like Autumn! Wick, I be posted with a Glock
Girl, you talk too much to me, I might have sipped on too much lean
Yeah, I might have drank too much, I love getting f**ked up
Maybe I just haze your love, maybe I just wanna f**k
I wish you could feel this pain, I don't wanna trust love
I would bet you'd feel the same, I don't really feel much
f**k you, I had enough, in my head I dare your love
Any sh*tty house, sh*tty day, just ain't enough
Came to the city, ain't it pretty? And we lightin' up
She said "Tuxx, that you got problems, I hope you ain't fake 'em"
My life's like a damn revolver and I'm gettin' too impatient
She hate it when I'm bein' honest, sometimes she don't wanna break
Maybe that just might've been your problem and I can't relate
Yeah, I might have drank too much, I love getting f**ked up
Maybe I just haze your love, maybe I just wanna f**k
I wish you could feel this pain, I don't wanna trust love
I would bet you'd feel the same, I don't really feel much
Your love is fake to me, so, so, so fake to me
Oh-oh, girl you changing me, my heart is skipping beats
Balenciaga drip, shawty take a pic'
Slaughter boy sh*t, we be posted with the sticks
I love it when they hate on me, 'cause ain't there no escapin' me
Peasant b*t*h, I don't wanna talk
Feel like Autumn! Wick, I be posted with a Glock
Girl, you talk too much to me, I might have sipped on too much lean
