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Rawska & Cold Hart - All for You feat. Brennan Savage (Lyrics)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rawska
Rawska
Performer
Cold Hart
Cold Hart
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rawska
Rawska
Songwriter
Cold Hart
Cold Hart
Songwriter

Lyrics

Give my all for you, all for you Give my all for you I be making bread, tryna ball for you Talk to you, you be so shy I can't talk to you Walk with you I would run a mile just to walk with you All for you I'mma make a mil, stack it tall yeah I do it now, shout out bb sun yea I move around Hold it down, will you leave me alone? Will you hold me down? Outta town I be fucking hoes they from outta town Lonely now, I be on my own see I'm lonely now I slept all day, wake all night I don't give a fuck if I missed my flight Violet hair, cold blue eyes I wanna stay but I can't decide Now I'm on a flight, ten drinks stay all night Got me right all night, I'm awake I took a bottle of cider rigth to the face I took a model bitch back to my place I took a pill cause it's all that I know I be alone, I got nowhere to go I be alone, nowhere to go Yeah nowhere to go Now I'm on a flight overseas Trying not to bleed I'mma let the drink drown me, I don't wanna breathe Holding my breath Don't wanna breathe I don't regret, anything Give my all for you Give my all for you I be making bread, tryna ball for you Talk to you, you be so shy I can't talk to you Walk with you I would run a mile just to walk with you All for you I'mma make a mil, stack it tall yeah I do it now, shout out bb sun yea I move around Hold it down, will you leave me alone? Will you hold me down? Outta town I be fucking hoes they from outta town Lonely now, I be on my own see I'm lonely now I'm bout to go to Russia, bitch privet Used to ride Spirit But now I need my own jet Blue strips, red hoodie like I'm shy guy Ain't no wings upon my jeans I'm still a fly guy All my jewels they bust on your juuls they be charging Welcome to the camp fire butch we sparking And off the drugs we be so reckless Like a man who don't get head we'll leave you neckless So baby here you take my necklace My diamonds still come out the lake like I was fishing Trynna give my all to you, to talk to you and all of that But I don't think she gon call me back, fuck it
Writer(s): Brennan Edward Savage Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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