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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Volumes
Volumes
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Pouya
Pouya
Composer
Brandon Paddock
Brandon Paddock
Composer
Gus Farias
Gus Farias
Composer
Myke Terry
Myke Terry
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Diego Farias
Diego Farias
Producer
Brandon Paddock
Brandon Paddock
Producer
Kyle Black
Kyle Black
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

When this love subsides I never realized The vibe downside She opened my eyes She left me alone Broken at home Grippin' that chrome Locked in a catacomb With a love syndrome About to implode explode I don't condone This endless cyclone 200 calls on my phone that I missed voice mails Talkin bout where you at, where you been I need to know who you with I already told you that I'm with the homies recording I can't be reporting my moves all day More time with you, less money go my way Let me do my thang, let me rock my chain When I get home let the ding-a-ling swing I fell in love with the pain She fell in love with the game Told you I never would change Pussy be calling my name Thugging and bussing my thang Girl you fucking insane Girl you fucking a lame Girl I'm whippin a range On and off the stage Critically acclaimed Pouya hoe you know I can't be retained She can send me into overdrive We do this all the time Now she's coming over every night Like I'm always on her mind She kept talkin that shit And gettin me pissed Wish she didn't exist but she won't be missed And don't insist Yo I'll fuckin dismiss you off my list Then I grab my fist And the wall I hit god damn you a twist And we can't coexist Or resist you're on the black list When this love subsides I never realized The vibe downside She opened my eyes She left me alone Broken at home Grippin that chrome Locked in a catacomb With a love syndrome About to implode explode I don't condone This endless cyclone She can send me into overdrive We do this all the time Now she's coming over every night Like I'm always on her mind She can show things Get anything I'm always on the line Now she's comin over every night Like I'm always on her mind Locked out and she's a loaded gun Cause she knows how I like my fun Straight down into another one Cause she knows she's not the only one Uh, yuh, yuh You not the only one You think I owe you sum' You think you know me But you not the lonely one I don't feel anything anymore Look me in my eyes I'm ready to die Bust my .45 Break bread with my guys When I'm counting baby don't hit my line Turn around bow down lemme feel your spine She can send me into overdrive We do this all the time Now she's coming over every night Like I'm always on her mind She can show things Get anything I'm always on the line Now she's comin over every night Like I'm always on her mind Yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh
Writer(s): Nicholas Ursich, Michael Terry, Gustavo Farias, Diego Farias, Raad Soudani Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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