Lyrics

Great John on the beat by the way Hmm, mm I can't fall in love, please, don't ask me (don't ask me), huh Run it up and never change, don't feel bad for me, huh I can turn a good day into a bad week, huh Girl you ain't insane, you was a bad breed, huh You was a bad breed I stay flexin', yeah She think I'm her sugar daddy, huh I stay flexin' She like none of these hoe can have me Bring them checks in I get money, don't need compassion You don't listen, you learn your lesson Off a Perc, I don't feel the pressure Eh, eh, eh, eh, huh, look Demons calling my name Eh, eh, eh, look Music smoothenin' the pain Eh, eh, eh, look Moving like I changed or some You improvin' on what you sayin', huh Man, I don't really think I changed at all Started seeing people colors for true Do me wrong, ain't do no wrongin' to you I was down, you was up like a roof, huh look Never hated, just had something to prove Caught her loose, she give me neck like a noose Tied you down, now I'm cutting you loose, huh Act like love is a bad thing Feeling moody, am I trippin', or should I just let out the bad pain? They act like love is a bad thing Look, feeling moody, am I trippin' or should I just... I can't fall in love, please don't ask me (don't ask me), huh Run it up and never change, don't feel bad for me, huh I can turn a good day into a bad week, huh Girl, you ain't insane, you was a bad breed, huh You was a bad breed It ain't even that deep Heart cold, shit freezing Like Narco, we eatin' A bad soul, she a demon No cap, huh You ain't even wanna talk to me I was out here with no check, huh - Ain't want to start with us We was pulling up in all black Say it ain't facts, uh We -, she lay on her back Say that she love me, she's getting attached But I can't love her, that's a wrap, look I can't love her that's a no-no, huh I can't love her, no, I ain't doing that no more I can't fall in love no more Fuck it up and get a bag I think she want me 'cause of the shit I have, huh I've been dwelling on the past Counting cash, I might give you a bag If you was to slip, I was there for your catch But you let me fall on my back But I ain't -, I just ran up some racks (I just ran up some racks) I can't fall in love, please, don't ask me (don't ask me), huh Run it up and never change, don't feel bad for me, huh I can turn a good day into a bad week, huh Girl, you ain't insane, you was a bad breed, huh You was a bad breed
Writer(s): Johnathan Scott, Karel Jorge, Tegan Chambers, Elijah Quamina Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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