Anthony 1999 - Old Times paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Old Times - Anthony 1999



This is that shit I'm talking bout
This is that shit that I'm stressed about
Why the fuck she gotta leave
Why the fuck she gotta be somebody else
Fuck it, now I gotta find somebody else
This shit is sick, fuck it
Don't need any bitch, fuck it
I'm lying
One text, 4 grams later, 30 minutes, now a nigga crying
I miss the old times
I miss the "fuck all the hoes" times
I miss when my time was your time, our your time was we time, never me time
And you was in love during freak time
Just give me a call, I still got your number, just promise that you gone keep mine
Thinking that bitch was gone be mine
I was bagging that bitch, she was too fine
Getting everything that I prayed on
All of these pretty bitches that I layed on me
All of these pretty bitches that I played on
All of the big planes that I slept on
All of the old planes got delayed dog
And I drown it out everyday dog
Every fuckin' day felt like rain dog
Wasn't nobody coming for the save dog
Wasn't nobody fuckin' coming at all
Had to two hands, had to pray dog
Looked up and the bitch had moved on
Know I wasn't shit, but I swear to god we was too strong
But you know my ego is too strong
Know how to make me get in my mood dog
Comfortable so I hit you with my shoes off
Had no glove but you wanted me to dog
Started dogging your face, I was too raw
Easy, knock a bitch boots off
I was already on the move dog
Before you even started rapping, knew your boo dog
She been in my booth dog
Been tryna make a song
Just took the roof off
They stuck at the light like Rudolf
Pussy ass world then got too soft
He said he was true dog
But, none of it was true dog
This is that shit I'm talking bout
This is that shit that I'm stressed about
Why the fuck she gotta leave
Why the fuck she gotta be somebody else
Fuck it, now I gotta find somebody else
This shit is sick, fuck it
Don't need any bitch, fuck it
I'm lying
One text, 4 grams later, 30 minutes, now a nigga crying
I miss the old times
I miss the "fuck all the hoes" times
I miss when my time was your time, our your time was we time, never me time
And you was in love during freak time
Just give me a call, I still got your number, just promise that you gone keep mine



Writer(s): Anthony Mills


Anthony 1999 - A.M.99
Album A.M.99
date de sortie
07-10-2022




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