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K1 - Broken Hearted Crook [Music Video]
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yknowdavibez
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John Bidden
John Bidden
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I know you so well, so well I mean, I can do anything that he can I've been pretty- I know you so well, so well I mean, I can do anything that he can (yo, look take me in) I've been pretty- (I'm in-) I'm insane I wanna put ten shots in a paigon's brain Them OT days (baow) I'd jump on a train with my packs and blade, now shits all changed (shh) With my mask on face, I'm a broken-hearted crook like Bane (ah) And I could've been bait, but I don't really care 'bout the girls or fame Uh, all I feel is pain 'cah how many times have we played these games? Said you was fine, but clearly we ain't You're meant to be mine, why you stayin' out late? (Oh, why?) I can't trust these days 'cah half of these fuckin' girls are fake They just take and take, but no more, I got cake to chase (whoosh) And I know the love's out somewhere, but right now I got moves to make And she wants to move to K, but me, I ain't in the mood to date (ah) How can I waste my time for a bitch? You can't go back on the shit that you did Flip these packs 'til a thousand jibs, but she wanna tug on my trouser zips Haha, typical, she say that I'm movin' difficult (tough) She noticed the dash was digital, now she wanna fuck with a criminal (come fuck with it) I don't do dates or babes, but that don't mean we can't go for days I love papes and blade, but babe, my face is way too bait I'm insane I wanna put ten shots in a paigon's brain Them OT days (whoosh) I'd jump on a train with my packs and blade, now shits all changed (oh, fuck) With my mask on face, I'm a broken-hearted crook like Bane (shh) And I could've been bait, but I don't really care 'bout the girls or fame Uh, all I feel is pain 'cah how many times have we played these games? Said you was fine, but clearly we ain't You're meant to be mine, why you stayin' out late? (Oh, why?) I can't trust these days 'cah half of these fuckin' girls are fake (too fake) They just take and take, but no more, I got cake to chase The realest turned fakest If you got what you want, they'll hate it There's a catch in the game like Madden Found us a paigon, now they can't track and trace him Mask on face, so no isolation No COVID, we just on some bait shit You're tryna date it Me, I'm tryna fuck these thots in a spaceship Man, I need some acres, don't really care 'bout that fame or status Got me a plan for the lot 'cah I need me a house on the hill, no neighbours We want Wraiths, I need the Bentayga's Four-wheel drive with the parkin' radar (skrrt) Like how can I tame her? Bitch got fucked, I ruined her makeup I'm insane I wanna put ten shots in a paigon's brain Them OT days (whoosh) I'd jump on a train with my packs and blade, now shits all changed (oh, fuck) With my mask on face, I'm a broken-hearted crook like Bane (whoosh) And I could've been bait, but I don't really care 'bout the girls or fame Uh, all I feel is pain 'cah how many times have we played these games? Said you was fine, but clearly we ain't You're meant to be mine, why you stayin' out late? (Oh, why?) I can't trust these days 'cah half of these fuckin' girls are fake (too fake) They just take and take, but no more I got cake to chase I know you so well, so well I mean, I can do anything-
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