D.r.a.m.
D.r.a.m. - Fax songtekst
Je score:
I've been running out of options to make it work You played me first, I get you back, and when I do, it's gon' hurt I've been doing more than clockining to make it work When I had no job, damn, I still went hard, on my god put you first Bottom of the ninth and the bases are loaded Baby that was your moment, but you just did not know it Whose fault but your own, sympathy I can't show it Girl I thought you was grown, but now you kiddie, I'm hopeless, I hope that you know that you hurt me and you f**ked up my focus Was kinda hard to control it but you still called me controlling And if I really had power over your body and mine You would have been at the door when I was? I've been running out of options to make it work You played me first, I get you back, and when I do, it's gon' hurt I've been doing more than clocking in to put in work When I had no job, on my god I did my own to put you first If you are running out of options, let me hear say damn (damn) And if you sad of all that f**k shit, let me hear say yeah (yeah) If you are running out of options, let me hear say yeah (yeah) And if you thinking about [?], let me hear say damn (damn) Your Uber is outside Your Uber Your Uber Your Uber is outside Your Uber Your Uber Your Uber is outside There's no where else to go