
PRESS ON Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2025
Lyrics
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh oh (ah)
Ooh oh
I gotta press on
Now that your gone
You left me all alone
Like how could ya?
You never told me what's wrong
You just hit the road
You blocked me on your telephone
Somehow I miss ya
Where did you go?
There's so many mementos (ooh)
It's fucking up my mental (I wish it were simple)
Uh, I tried to open up that door but you closed it (ooh)
You were looking to get out, cause it was easy, you ain't tell me shit (ooh)
It's really hurting me not knowing what the fuck I did (oh)
For you to leave like that, you must've had it on your mind from the day we met
From the day we met
It's not what you said
It's just the way you said it
Bitch you're a fed
You were only good for one thing, you were really good in bed
Had me dive headfirst into a cabinet full of meds
It's like you shot me with a 45 and pumped me full of led
Now I'm bleeding out on the floor and my blood is bled
Am I really dead?
Ripped my heart to shreds
Then you fled
And all I see is red
You left me (ah)
You left me (ah)
You thought I wouldn't make it, but here I am
Oh
Ooh why
Oh
Oh
I gotta press on
Now that your gone
You left me all alone
Like how could ya?
You never told me what's wrong
You just hit the road
You blocked me on your telephone
Somehow I miss ya
Where did you go?
There's so many mementos (ooh)
It's fucking up my mental (I wish it were simple)
Uh, I tried to open up that door but you closed it (ooh)
You were looking to get out, cause it was easy, you ain't tell me shit (ooh)
Now I'm running up racks
Counting my stacks
I'm tryna see the comeback
Cause you used me like a rag
Now I'm focused on my money, with my brand new honey
Cause she bad
Badder than you
I gotta press on (ooh)
Now that your gone (ooh)
You left me all alone (ooh)
Like how could ya? (ooh)
You never told me what's wrong (ooh)
You just hit the road (ooh)
You blocked me on your telephone (ooh)
Somehow I miss ya (ooh)
Where did you go?
There's so many mementos
It's fucking up my mental (I wish it were simple)
I tried to open up that door but you closed it
You were looking to get out, cause it was easy, you ain't tell me shit