Текст песни Feelings - Inkth
Birkin
Bags,
all
on
her
lap
Har
subah,
Har
shaam
Rahu
teri
panah
mein
Ek
tera
ho
naam
Har
jagah,
Har
kahi
Har
dum
hum
saath
ho
Tu
ho
durr
nahi
Meri
rab
se
dua
yahi
Ye
waqt
beetein
nahi
This
instrumental
got
me
in
my
feelings,
whoa
This
instrumental
got
me
in
my
feelings
I've
been
running
fields,
I'm
tryna
catch
some
millions,
whoa
But
I
think
I'm
just
caught
up
in
your
visions
Every
time
I
dream
of
you,
you
make
a
killing
Damn
it,
I
think
I'm
just
in
my
You
gotta
pick
your
phone,
I'm
gonna
hit
your
home
You
gotta
pick
your
phone
girl,
I'm
gonna
hit
your
home
Bet
I
got
some
old
ties,
you
know
I
ain't
alone
Wait,
lemme
get
this
life
right,
Then
I'm
gone
bring
you
home
Har
subah,
Har
shaam
Tujhse
baatein
kara
karu
Aur
na
koi
ho
kaam
Jab
tu
ho
paas
mere
Dhadkan
ruk
ke
chale
Saanse
thamne
lagein
Hum
dono
yun
mile
Sab
theherne
lagein
When
I
see
your
'gram,
you
dripping
in
designers
Looking
fine
as
hell,
I
think
I'm
kinda
losing
up
my
conscience
Send
them
DMs
tryna
makeup
to
you
Mami
I
think
we
should
start
a
family,
you
my
constant
You
so
fly,
you
go
high
up
in
the
sky
up,
whoa
I'm
choosing
faith,
I'm
tired
of
keeping
high
hopes
Every
time
I
dream
of
you,
you
say
the
line
back
Damn
it,
I
think
I'm
just
in
my
You
gotta
pick
your
phone,
I'm
gonna
hit
your
home
You
gotta
pick
your
phone
girl,
I'm
gonna
hit
your
home
Bet
I
got
some
old
ties,
you
know
I
ain't
alone
Wait,
lemme
get
this
life
right,
Then
I'm
gone
bring
you
home
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