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trippsy - note to you Lyrics



trippsy - note to you Lyrics




(Ocha on the track boy)
(D-Rock, D-Rock, haha)
(He would be a hard-ass producer on the track, though, but-)
(Shoutout Ocha, he's making fire ass beats, though)
(Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
(I said, listen)

I'ma just send a note to you
Came with the mail it's coming home to you
You know your friends, they are close to you
But I be screaming that it's only you, yeah

She said, trippsy, I don't wanna catch feelings
And I told her that I'll make it easy
Cap, know that I'm the best, huh
I'ma smoke a pack
I don't get no rest
F*ck it, I don't lack
You know that I'm putting in the work
And she hope that I'm a man of my words
Talk about my past, everything I did for you
Now I won't do a thing for you
I'm getting tired
I'm getting higher
Remember, I was the one she admired
If I was a car, then you'd lose my tires
If you wanna burn me, then I'm walking through the fire (fire)
I would never force you to stay
If you really wanna go away (Ocha on the track boy)
I'ma let you go, It'll be OK
I'd find another place for me to stay
I would never force you to stay
If you really wanna go away
I'ma let you go, It'll be OK
I'd find another place for me to stay
I want to know what is love
It's just a cheer on a pillow
I don't know
But it's love

I'ma just send a note to you
Came with the mail it's coming home to you
You know your friends, they are close to you
But I be screaming that it's only you, yeah
I'ma just send a note to you
Came with the mail it's coming home to you
You know your friends, they are close to you
But I be screaming that it's only you, yeah

I admit to anything, I will not love it
Your love has given me sorrow
Sorrow, so I thought
I knew everything now
But still more
And even more
I knew even more
When I am without your love
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(Ocha on the track boy)
(D-Rock, D-Rock, haha)
(He would be a hard-ass producer on the track, though, but-)
(Shoutout Ocha, he's making fire ass beats, though)
(Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
(I said, listen)

I'ma just send a note to you
Came with the mail it's coming home to you
You know your friends, they are close to you
But I be screaming that it's only you, yeah

She said, trippsy, I don't wanna catch feelings
And I told her that I'll make it easy
Cap, know that I'm the best, huh
I'ma smoke a pack
I don't get no rest
F*ck it, I don't lack
You know that I'm putting in the work
And she hope that I'm a man of my words
Talk about my past, everything I did for you
Now I won't do a thing for you
I'm getting tired
I'm getting higher
Remember, I was the one she admired
If I was a car, then you'd lose my tires
If you wanna burn me, then I'm walking through the fire (fire)
I would never force you to stay
If you really wanna go away (Ocha on the track boy)
I'ma let you go, It'll be OK
I'd find another place for me to stay
I would never force you to stay
If you really wanna go away
I'ma let you go, It'll be OK
I'd find another place for me to stay
I want to know what is love
It's just a cheer on a pillow
I don't know
But it's love

I'ma just send a note to you
Came with the mail it's coming home to you
You know your friends, they are close to you
But I be screaming that it's only you, yeah
I'ma just send a note to you
Came with the mail it's coming home to you
You know your friends, they are close to you
But I be screaming that it's only you, yeah

I admit to anything, I will not love it
Your love has given me sorrow
Sorrow, so I thought
I knew everything now
But still more
And even more
I knew even more
When I am without your love
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Writer: Bennet Breuer
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: trippsy
Language: English
Length: 3:02
Written by: Bennet Breuer

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