Lyrics

Can't help it you're my type You come with pain on the side All your vices, guys like you come with prices But I'm used to this so I know the truth 100 on the dash and I'm on my way Mind on the gas no foot on brake I'm coming to collect won't stay, no Need to see the look on your face When I say that I'm over it Trynna change my mind but I'm over it Showing me signs but like Summer I'm still over it Over it oh oh Over it ohh So help me God show me a sign do I take it all the way Cus I feel like he deserve this shit Really had it coming his way (way) Right now I'm on my way Should've thought about it before I Started swerving these lanes You got distant Something went missing Had to see for myself Before I started blaming myself 100 on the dash and I'm on my way Mind on the gas no foot on brake I'm coming to collect won't stay, no Need to see the look on your face When I say that I'm over it Trynna change my mind but I'm over it Showing me signs but like Summer I'm still over it Over it oh oh Over it ohh
Writer(s): Mellina Tey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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