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Complicated
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Utwór Complicated został wydany 10 października 2019 przez B.R.3 jako część albumu No Regrets
10 października 2019
WytwórniaB.R.3
JęzykEnglish
BPM107
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia

Tekst Utworu

On and on and on, on and on and on On and on and on, on and on and on
On and on and on, on and on and on On and on and on, on and on and on
I'm feelin' down, bitch, you mad I took a Percocet
And I'm on Adderall, I'm destined for some fuckin' sex
You feelin' greedy, bullets knock you out your fuckin' vest
Ion double text , you don't respond you, irrelevant
Pussy got him killed ', he was thinking ' with his fuckin' dick
Load up them Drake's, Iguodala -holdin' curry, bitch
Bound to set me up, you tried goofy, I'ma kill the jit
You mad la ruger stuffin' dick, inside your cousin, bitch
I'm on some other shit, heart cold the winter, bitch
Severe pain in my heart, no, I can't take this shit
Asking for love and loyalty, but I ain't get that shit
She playin' with my strings , no, I can't take that shit
I take drugs codeine I'm finna take a sip
She playin' tricks with my mind, cause I'm still a jit
I fell in love with the shawty, I was intimate
Don't do no arguin', yeah, she right, cause I ain't finna trip
You did me bad, nah, I know that I can't trust a bitch
I'm with the shit, I lay in bushes, cause I love the bitch
Tried to go to sleep, but now I'm dreamin' bout the bitch
I'm hangin' with my ****, I'm still thinkin' bout the bitch
It make me sick, Percocet , I'm tryna kill the mood
Not a disgrace, but I really ain't fuckin' with school
Give me a perfect triple X, I'm tryna pop two
But can't reveal all the shit that we done went through
Even my **** don't know all the shit we been through
Load up them drakes , kill tech, get out my mental
Even if I leave, I will still not forget you
The good, outweigh bad sometimes, in different situations
You showed me love like no other, hope you wasn't fakin
Cause if you try to get me, wipe your family, they won't make it
Bullets pokin' out this 40, we gon' penetrate it
And this love shit is over, I can't fuckin' take it
It's like I'm stuck up, bitch, I don't wanna talk to you
And she done hurt me in the past, so now I know the truth
I'm on the drink, Jolly world, drinkin' purple juice
I'm out my body, so I may not even notice you
See, I was fightin' cases, don't know what I'm goin' through
A **** pulled a fuckery and tried to cuff the coupe
But he don't know I'm sendin' shots, it's complicated, dude
See, ain't your bitch, so just chill, don't belong to you
I'm on to a new bitch, you wanna know the truth
But if you wanna fuck my baby, then get outta dude
She can't get over me, pussy, she talkin' to you
Downgraded to a scrub who ain't got shit to lose
I find out who that **** is, I make the local news
Emotions fuckin' up my head, I ain't eatin' food
Smokin' weed, Percocets makin' me drowsy fool
And I can't cuff another bitch because I needed you
I can't even hurt my heart because I been bleedin' too
This shit so deep, band-aids can't even heal the wound
Went out my way for a pussy, and it ended flu
While I pop Percocets, she out here textin' other dudes
Don't say I'm crazy because I load the drink and spy on you
I done laid in bushes with a pipe and tried to smoke a fool
Ain't see it necessary to fuck around and follow you
Ain't see it necessary to fuck around and follow you
I done laid in bushes with a pipe and tried to smoke a fool
Ain't see it necessary to fuck around and follow you
Ain't see it necessary to fuck around and follow you
Ain't see it necessary to fuck around and follow you
Written by: Gerald Ray Jackson II, Troy Johnson
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