Confessions (Prod.Splited Stupid) Lyrics

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Feels like I don't give a damn when she around swear it's a hit or miss

I'm swaying turn up in the club and I see them doing river dances, girl lost her senses

Send a text, I shouldn't have sent it, I was heated

Saying let's end it these are my confessions

I be on my own minding myself vibing to the songs

See you standing there adidas sports with a cute Saint Laurent

Gotta, take my mind off her got my mind on you, put your waist on me and my waist on you we could have this night then we back to the room

Her lips, can't forget the taste

Can't let them go to waste, the only thing I chase is

You, in an afternoon, I see you in my room

We'll dedicate the tunes

Fuck being friends, I'mma fuck your friends

Pour my feelings out but you won't understand

Just be my ride or die, just be my ride or die

Just be my ride or die, yeah

Couldn't take a hint when I hit it first time choked when I spoke to her like I

Just learned to rhyme and we spoke with our tongues and it last for a while and her eyes could speak they answered

We both know we live different lives

Maybe in another, I could be your guy

What I look like chasing girls the old me died, buried alive

16 deep and my friends all fire vibe with me until both tired

Say you miss me with a text and a call and I ignored your ass cuz I ain't bout to fall

See you in a room full of folks but now I, rather not get close

Her lips, can't forget the taste

Can't let them go to waste, the only thing I chase is

You, in an afternoon, I see you in my room

We'll dedicate the tunes

Fuck being friends, I'mma fuck your friends

Pour my feelings out but you won't understand

Just be my ride or die, just be my ride or die

Just be my ride or die