Correction Paroles Number 1 par Yung Pinch

Featuring(s) : Landon Cube

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Paroles

Yeah, oh
Tell me what you're running from
Beach Boy in this ho

Baby, tell me what you’re running from (Tell me what you're running from)
You know I hate to see you come undone (Hate to see you come undone)
Yeah, I used to be your number one (Used to be your number one)
Now I'm five, four, three, too many miles away from you

Baby, tell me what you really need (Tell me what you really need)
Don’t you run away from me, let me bring you up to speed
Nothing's how it really seems (Nothing's really how it seems)
Everyone says chase your dreams
No one wants to make a scene
So it's all a competition 'bout who's the flyest
Yeah, they seen how we living, now they wanna try it
These codeine dreams keep controlling my diet
Tryna be healthy 'cause I'm feeling like I’m dying now
Everybody dying now
Baby, why you cry so loud?
I can hear you from the stars in the sky
Wanna be near you but you won’t let me try

Baby, tell me what you're running from (Tell me what you’re running from)
You know I hate to see you come undone (Hate to see you come undone)
Yeah, I used to be your number one (Used to be your number one)
Now I'm five, four, three, too many miles away from you

Was he everything you really wanted?
Was he everything you really need? (Everything you really need?)
Did he love you, put you up for auction?
Or did he give your heart away for free? (Yeah yeah yeah)
Uh, how far is this sail of mine
I'm passed gone, and they trail behind me
It's been awhile since I gave a fuck (Its been a while)
It’s been a while since I tried to trust you
It's all working out fine
No, I gotta have some backup, so I can wine and dine
Why is love so fucking blind?
I can't see straight, fog on the window from the tension in the sea waves

Baby, tell me what you're running from (Tell me what you're running from)
You know I hate to see you come undone (Hate to see you come undone)
Yeah, I used to be your number one (Used to be your number one)
Now I'm five, four, three, too many miles away from you

Baby, tell me what you're running from
'Cause I know you better than you know your own self
Shawty bad, bad, yeah, she roll my woods
I can hit it better than her last bitch ever could
And I can do it better than her last man ever could
Yeah, he don't want that smoke
Won't pull up to my hood, I really wish he would
Do or die, I've been getting too high
I ain't living right, see it in my two eyes
Yeah, I wish that we can last, but you a blast from the past
I just wish you wasn't sad, running 'round, living fast

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