Wants my kid
Wants my crib, since I done gots my fame
Wants my kid
Wants my crib, since I done gots my fame
Wants my kid
Wants my crib, since I done gots my fame
Wants my kid
Wants my crib, since I done gots my fame
I think you forgot to mention that you was never interested
Had me wrapped around your finger, now I'm devastated
How the hell I fall into another fxcking trap
It ain't easy, I let it go, I ain't bouncing back
(Ha)
I figured it was something different, just because it glitter, just because it shimmer, just because it sparkle, just because that mothafxcka twinkle, that don't make that little piece of shxt you think that's gonna make you feel better
Gold
You played me, was it necessary
Familiar feelings, but now it's less scary
Don't worry it ain't your fault, baby do you
And I don't hate, what you did, but Bxtch, Fxck You
I understand the "vicious" cycle, how I get involved
You left my messages on "read", didn't reply at all
I let the days go by, leaving space in between, in the end another "Sad Boy", you know the routine
Look here, I'm fed up, I stay with my guard up, don't know if I'm heartless, it feels like I'm heartless, I rather not live, but that's not up to me, it's been times where I find myself crying to sleep
Drink away problems, don't help with my problems, can't talk about me, this is how I resolve em, can't build up my courage, I'm drowning in sorrow, I live for today, give a fxck bout tomorrow
Talk to the clouds, is anybody listening
Stay to myself, that's why I keep my distance, depression and alcohol, keep coexistence
What is my purpose, tell me what's my mission
Can't stand the heat, then get out of the kitchen
I am a puzzle, vital pieces is missing
Can' stand the heat, then get out of the kitchen
Vital pieces is missing
Wants my kid
Wants my crib, since I done gots my fame
Wants my kid
Wants my crib, since I done gots my fame
Wants my kid
Wants my crib, since I done gots my fame
Wants my kid
Wants my crib, since I done gots my fame
Wants my kid
Wants my crib, since I done gots my fame
Wants my kid
Wants my crib, since I done gots my fame
Wants my kid
Wants my crib, since I done gots my fame
Wants my kid
Wants my crib, since I done gots my fame
Iamyounglupe - Jersey Shore S2E8 Lyrics
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Wants my kid
Wants my crib, since I done gots my fame
Wants my kid
Wants my crib, since I done gots my fame
Wants my kid
Wants my crib, since I done gots my fame
Wants my kid
Wants my crib, since I done gots my fame
I think you forgot to mention that you was never interested
Had me wrapped around your finger, now I'm devastated
How the hell I fall into another fxcking trap
It ain't easy, I let it go, I ain't bouncing back
(Ha)
I figured it was something different, just because it glitter, just because it shimmer, just because it sparkle, just because that mothafxcka twinkle, that don't make that little piece of shxt you think that's gonna make you feel better
Gold
You played me, was it necessary
Familiar feelings, but now it's less scary
Don't worry it ain't your fault, baby do you
And I don't hate, what you did, but Bxtch, Fxck You
I understand the "vicious" cycle, how I get involved
You left my messages on "read", didn't reply at all
I let the days go by, leaving space in between, in the end another "Sad Boy", you know the routine
Look here, I'm fed up, I stay with my guard up, don't know if I'm heartless, it feels like I'm heartless, I rather not live, but that's not up to me, it's been times where I find myself crying to sleep
Drink away problems, don't help with my problems, can't talk about me, this is how I resolve em, can't build up my courage, I'm drowning in sorrow, I live for today, give a fxck bout tomorrow
Talk to the clouds, is anybody listening
Stay to myself, that's why I keep my distance, depression and alcohol, keep coexistence
What is my purpose, tell me what's my mission
Can't stand the heat, then get out of the kitchen
I am a puzzle, vital pieces is missing
Can' stand the heat, then get out of the kitchen
Vital pieces is missing
Wants my kid
Wants my crib, since I done gots my fame
Wants my kid
Wants my crib, since I done gots my fame
Wants my kid
Wants my crib, since I done gots my fame
Wants my kid
Wants my crib, since I done gots my fame
Wants my kid
Wants my crib, since I done gots my fame
Wants my kid
Wants my crib, since I done gots my fame
Wants my kid
Wants my crib, since I done gots my fame
Wants my kid
Wants my crib, since I done gots my fame
Wants my crib, since I done gots my fame
Wants my kid
Wants my crib, since I done gots my fame
Wants my kid
Wants my crib, since I done gots my fame
Wants my kid
Wants my crib, since I done gots my fame
I think you forgot to mention that you was never interested
Had me wrapped around your finger, now I'm devastated
How the hell I fall into another fxcking trap
It ain't easy, I let it go, I ain't bouncing back
(Ha)
I figured it was something different, just because it glitter, just because it shimmer, just because it sparkle, just because that mothafxcka twinkle, that don't make that little piece of shxt you think that's gonna make you feel better
Gold
You played me, was it necessary
Familiar feelings, but now it's less scary
Don't worry it ain't your fault, baby do you
And I don't hate, what you did, but Bxtch, Fxck You
I understand the "vicious" cycle, how I get involved
You left my messages on "read", didn't reply at all
I let the days go by, leaving space in between, in the end another "Sad Boy", you know the routine
Look here, I'm fed up, I stay with my guard up, don't know if I'm heartless, it feels like I'm heartless, I rather not live, but that's not up to me, it's been times where I find myself crying to sleep
Drink away problems, don't help with my problems, can't talk about me, this is how I resolve em, can't build up my courage, I'm drowning in sorrow, I live for today, give a fxck bout tomorrow
Talk to the clouds, is anybody listening
Stay to myself, that's why I keep my distance, depression and alcohol, keep coexistence
What is my purpose, tell me what's my mission
Can't stand the heat, then get out of the kitchen
I am a puzzle, vital pieces is missing
Can' stand the heat, then get out of the kitchen
Vital pieces is missing
Wants my kid
Wants my crib, since I done gots my fame
Wants my kid
Wants my crib, since I done gots my fame
Wants my kid
Wants my crib, since I done gots my fame
Wants my kid
Wants my crib, since I done gots my fame
Wants my kid
Wants my crib, since I done gots my fame
Wants my kid
Wants my crib, since I done gots my fame
Wants my kid
Wants my crib, since I done gots my fame
Wants my kid
Wants my crib, since I done gots my fame
Writer: DaMarcus Stewart
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid