paroles de chanson
I
really
be
down
on
my
luck,
when
my
screentime
up
I
think
I'ma
cop
me
a
beeper,
would
you
still
hit
me
up
Would
you
give
me
all
of
your
love,
if
I
didn't
post
much
Would
you
be
on
bunc,
aye
would
you
be
on
bunc
Won't
you
hit
my
beeper
And
dial
143
Won't
you
hit
my
beeper
143
607
121
143
607
121
Ohya,
aye
I
ain't
even
subbing
her
she
lurking
all
on
my
page
I
can't
tell
your
tone
through
text,
but
see
it
all
in
your
face
9-1-1,
she
want
me
to
hold
it
all
with
my
face
6-0-7
hit
my
pager
when
it
get
late
Ohya,
I'm
a
real
90's
baby
She
like,
why
you
got
me
waiting
No
text
back
and
I'm
already
faded
I
can't
respond,
I've
been
getting
to
a
bag
I
been
acting
brand
new
like
I
already
made
it
This
shit
ain't
hard
to
me
10,000
hours
in
baby,
so
pardon,
I'm
already
jaded
Don't
give
me
unsolicited
advice
9 times
out
of
10,
you
was
probably
hating
I
do
not
care
about
none
of
the
celebs
I
do
not
care
who
their
probably
dating
I
love
the
recognition
for
my
work
But
I'll
probably
hate
when
I'm
finally
famous
Ohya,
I
thought
it
and
I
became
it
If
I
wanted
to
I'd
be
probably
A-list
Ohya,
but
this
shit
tainted,
this
shit's
tainted
And
every
time
I
get
on
my
phone
It's
all
a
distraction
and
entertainment
And
I
do
not
know
who
to
trust
That's
why
I've
been
stuck
with
the
ones
since
the
pavement
Please
let
my
beeper
you
talking
bout
payment
Please
let
my
beeper
you
talking
bout
I
really
be
down
on
my
luck,
when
my
screentime
up
I
think
I'ma
cop
me
a
beeper,
would
you
still
hit
me
up
Would
you
give
me
all
of
your
love,
if
I
didn't
post
much
Would
you
be
on
bunc,
aye
would
you
be
on
bunc
Won't
you
hit
my
beeper
And
dial
143
Won't
you
hit
my
beeper
143
607
121
143
607
121
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