Yung Keeta - Sum like this

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intro: keeta
I just made a song it go sum' like this
Didn't used to care now they on my shit
Baby girl i run this shit
Make play after play now i'm on they list
You ain't on my list
Now you gone like that
I could break your heart and make you run right back
I won't do it to you, you ain't cut like that

chorus: keeta
You the best girl you all time, hey
Like you the best when you on mine, hey
Paint a picture about you but the words all rhyme
I don't know if you gon' hear this song but it's alright
Everything you hear girl it's all lies
Love it when i get to grab your body in the fall time

verse 1: scruff
When i get to grab your body in the fall time
What you heard about me girl it's all lies
You know you can't stop me from the courtside
All the words about me they could sound like this
All 'cause you try to play with my bitch
Know to well that i don't want shit
Goin' through hell and i lost my fit
Goin' through hell thinkin' 'bout how
We were in love
I'm keeping it up
But going ❲?❳
❲?❳
❲?❳
Nobody can save
It's so sad
Try but it won't last
Not tied to the love i had
I'm alive but on my ass

verse 2: keeta
Baby girl the drugs came in, in the pack in the mail
Girl i know you know that smell
Didn't bring him 'cause you know too well
Baby 'cause you knew i'm there
Holdin' up dates 'cause i do not care
I can't cry about you 'cause i'm way too rare
Yeah i'm way too rare
I can make a promise i can take you there

chorus: keeta
You the best girl you all time, hey
Like you the best when you on mine, hey
Paint a picture about you but the words all rhyme
I don't know if you gon' hear this song but it's alright
Everything you hear girl it's all lies
Love it when i get to grab your body in the fall time

verse 3: 14kay
I know about you you look at me like i'm famous
I'm just tryna know your name but i got everybody and they mother tellin' me you dangerous
I'ma tell you what i want you
I want you with me baby, fuck who you came with
Walk in this bitch and i'm so onto you
Now you don't gotta say no words to get me racin'
Yeah i remember when i fell in love it was sum' like this
Said that i will never move on it's a bad idea
Know it only take one call and i'm by your crib
And now i'm tryna put you on a flight show you how i live

outro: keeta
Sleep for a day
Gone for a month
Tryna calculate but it don't add up
When you say that girl i feel so dumb
How the fyuck are the boys gon' feel about this
Don't give a fuck 'cause i'm on my shit
Baby girl i'm on my shit
Said i don't give a fuck 'cause i'm on my shit
Baby girl get off my shit
 
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