Oh, O-oh, O-oh
O-oh, O-oh
Go
I could be in my room and play this guitar all night
Steady reminiscing 'bout our memories
I can tell when you get mad and know that something ain't right
This new connection we got lowkey killing me
So we broke up, we don't see each other anymore
I love you, but I hate you, why
Can I call you
Maybe later
I don't got time for no drama
No time for that today
Keep that bullshit out my face
It feel like it's 2020,
Every time we talk it's like we parting ways
A part of losing me had pushed you far away
Miss the vibes we had,
I used to take you to the woods back in our starting days
I wish I didn't get mad and speak like Charlemagne
I know I did wrong, but sometimes I felt never heard
When you threw me to the curb, I had to make new friends with dirt
Nah I can't lie, that shit hurt
You had put me in depression, now I'm numb to feeling hurt
I can't give my heart no more, the last time ended in disperse
I was stubborn, but I learned
I partnered with my money, dumb niggas get on my nerves
She call me, now I'm up, I hit her line right with a curve
I've been here by myself, bitch I do not know what you heard
In my 2 seat Bently Batur, my new bitch shit on my first
I've been thinking about her still, but I'll go block her out with work
My thoughts been filled with money, that's exactly on my mind
I think about back then, I was still happier than worse
I don't got time for no drama
No time for that today, keep that bullshit out my face
Philly to Atlanta, but whole time I think she wanna f*ck me
I can't let my guard down for no bitch, no I am not your hubby
Weed fill up my lungs, get hard to breathe, my nose be feeling stuffy
Had that shit back when, I don't got time for none of that lovey-dovey
Talk about that paper, this Givenchy got me feeling lovely
Chains up on my neck, how I took cute from next to being ugly
Case gone rest aside, but all my niggas turned on me like Slime
Everyday the same, far from okay, but I'll tell you I'm fine
I don't got time for no drama
No time for that today, keep that bullshit out my face
So we broke up, we don't see each other anymore
I love you, but I hate you, why
Can I call you
Maybe later, no
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Oh, O-oh, O-oh
O-oh, O-oh
Go
I could be in my room and play this guitar all night
Steady reminiscing 'bout our memories
I can tell when you get mad and know that something ain't right
This new connection we got lowkey killing me
So we broke up, we don't see each other anymore
I love you, but I hate you, why
Can I call you
Maybe later
I don't got time for no drama
No time for that today
Keep that bullshit out my face
It feel like it's 2020,
Every time we talk it's like we parting ways
A part of losing me had pushed you far away
Miss the vibes we had,
I used to take you to the woods back in our starting days
I wish I didn't get mad and speak like Charlemagne
I know I did wrong, but sometimes I felt never heard
When you threw me to the curb, I had to make new friends with dirt
Nah I can't lie, that shit hurt
You had put me in depression, now I'm numb to feeling hurt
I can't give my heart no more, the last time ended in disperse
I was stubborn, but I learned
I partnered with my money, dumb niggas get on my nerves
She call me, now I'm up, I hit her line right with a curve
I've been here by myself, bitch I do not know what you heard
In my 2 seat Bently Batur, my new bitch shit on my first
I've been thinking about her still, but I'll go block her out with work
My thoughts been filled with money, that's exactly on my mind
I think about back then, I was still happier than worse
I don't got time for no drama
No time for that today, keep that bullshit out my face
Philly to Atlanta, but whole time I think she wanna f*ck me
I can't let my guard down for no bitch, no I am not your hubby
Weed fill up my lungs, get hard to breathe, my nose be feeling stuffy
Had that shit back when, I don't got time for none of that lovey-dovey
Talk about that paper, this Givenchy got me feeling lovely
Chains up on my neck, how I took cute from next to being ugly
Case gone rest aside, but all my niggas turned on me like Slime
Everyday the same, far from okay, but I'll tell you I'm fine
I don't got time for no drama
No time for that today, keep that bullshit out my face
So we broke up, we don't see each other anymore
I love you, but I hate you, why
Can I call you
Maybe later, no
O-oh, O-oh
Go
I could be in my room and play this guitar all night
Steady reminiscing 'bout our memories
I can tell when you get mad and know that something ain't right
This new connection we got lowkey killing me
So we broke up, we don't see each other anymore
I love you, but I hate you, why
Can I call you
Maybe later
I don't got time for no drama
No time for that today
Keep that bullshit out my face
It feel like it's 2020,
Every time we talk it's like we parting ways
A part of losing me had pushed you far away
Miss the vibes we had,
I used to take you to the woods back in our starting days
I wish I didn't get mad and speak like Charlemagne
I know I did wrong, but sometimes I felt never heard
When you threw me to the curb, I had to make new friends with dirt
Nah I can't lie, that shit hurt
You had put me in depression, now I'm numb to feeling hurt
I can't give my heart no more, the last time ended in disperse
I was stubborn, but I learned
I partnered with my money, dumb niggas get on my nerves
She call me, now I'm up, I hit her line right with a curve
I've been here by myself, bitch I do not know what you heard
In my 2 seat Bently Batur, my new bitch shit on my first
I've been thinking about her still, but I'll go block her out with work
My thoughts been filled with money, that's exactly on my mind
I think about back then, I was still happier than worse
I don't got time for no drama
No time for that today, keep that bullshit out my face
Philly to Atlanta, but whole time I think she wanna f*ck me
I can't let my guard down for no bitch, no I am not your hubby
Weed fill up my lungs, get hard to breathe, my nose be feeling stuffy
Had that shit back when, I don't got time for none of that lovey-dovey
Talk about that paper, this Givenchy got me feeling lovely
Chains up on my neck, how I took cute from next to being ugly
Case gone rest aside, but all my niggas turned on me like Slime
Everyday the same, far from okay, but I'll tell you I'm fine
I don't got time for no drama
No time for that today, keep that bullshit out my face
So we broke up, we don't see each other anymore
I love you, but I hate you, why
Can I call you
Maybe later, no
Writer: Michael Johnson
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