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Pluto P
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Pluto P foi lançado em 28 de março de 2025 por BHM Pezzy / Asset Distribution como parte do álbum Method to the Madness 3
28 de março de 2025
SeloBHM Pezzy / Asset Distribution
IdiomaEnglish
BPM78
Melodicidade
Acusticidade
Valence
Dançabilidade
Energia

Vídeo da música

Vídeo da música

Letra

I went from you
I just wanna know
'Cause I just wanna know
If you ready, I'ma show you
I can't do no drugs 'cause they make me feel funny
She cut her feelings off, say she just wanna feel money
And me, I hurt so much, I'm numb to pain, I can't even feel nothin'
I know I did you wrong a long time ago, that's no longer how I'm comin'
I took your heart right to the bank and put your teardrops in the water
Inside, I'm shinin' like the sun already, so I won't adore her
Last week, I'm with a genie, she got me more brain, make me feel smarter
Left them hos alone, they ask me why I been like Mr. Carter
I'm proud of you, so I brought you Prada
You ain't got no friends, I'ma cry to a dollar
I really know how to treat a woman
But in the bed, I don't know nothin' but dog her
Need Shaquille Walker, make her sing, Summer Walker
Have a lil' human being and buy a walker
Put shit in motion, I'm not a talker
I can't do no drugs 'cause they make me feel funny
She cut her feelings off, say she just wanna feel money
And me, I hurt so much, I'm numb to pain, I can't even feel nothin'
I know I did you wrong a long time ago, that's no longer how I'm comin'
I keep your heart attached to me
When you away from, I can't breathe
Claustrophobic, hear my heartbeat in a small, small room
Just be quiet, if you silent, you can hear your tune, ooh
Saw you with my man, tell me that wasn't true, ooh
Sometimes my eyes tell a lie, just tell me that it wasn't true
Sometimes your vibe tell a lie, that's why I'm bleedin' in the booth
Every time you home alone, you thinkin' like they wrote P's on your roof
Every time you think 'bout me, I feel it 'cause I got feelings for you too
I don't respect it when you lie to me, girl, I deserve the truth
Our feelings at war, we deserve a truce, can't tell what you doin', so I pour a deuce
You claim you got me, I got you too
I got your front, your back, and your roof
I'm payin' for your body, your shoes, your boots
And I'm payin' your bills and I'm cuttin' you loose
Let me put a trench on like, "Baby, don't move"
My plug, he straight up funny and smooth
I can't do no drugs 'cause they make me feel funny
She cut her feelings off, say she just wanna feel money
And me, I hurt so much, I'm numb to pain, I can't even feel nothin'
I know I did you wrong a long time ago, that's no longer how I'm comin'
I keep your heart attached to me
When you away from, I can't breathe
Claustrophobic, hear my heartbeat in a small, small room
Just be quiet, if you silent, you can hear your tune, ooh
Saw you with my man, tell me that wasn't true, ooh
Sometimes my eyes tell a lie, just tell me that it wasn't true
I went from you
I just wanna know
'Cause I just wanna know
If you ready, I'ma show you
Written by: Gregory Morgan, Julian Varlet
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