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Keonche Jamarquis Hines
Keonche Jamarquis Hines
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I was thinkin' she was a random chick at the party
Sittin' by your self with a half a glass of Bacardi
By the way you're lookin, you're not enjoyin' the party
What should I do? I wanna talk to her
But I can tell she goin' through
But if I approach her, I swear I gotta play it cool
Like hey, how you doin? I couldn't help but notice you
I can tell you're hurtin, but you lookin' beautiful
You sittin' by yourself and lookin' so emotional
I wanna ask you a question, not gettin' personal
Why don't you let go of painful things when it's hurtin' ya
She said you don't even know me, so how you come and judge me
If this your way of tryna holla, you already lost me
I said I'm sorry, beloved, didn't mean to get you salty
But when I seen you full of hurt, can't lie it really caught me
Let me try this again and press rewind
Hey, how you doin? I go by the name Keonche Hines
I see you grinnin, so I hope I'm doin' right this time
I said, what's your name? She said, hopefully it's Mrs. Hines
Let me stop lyin
My name's Jhené, where you from? I said, from round the way
I'm born and raised in North Carolina, that's where I'ma stay
I said, where you from? She said, can't you tell I'm from the A
And I was born and raised in Georgia, I can't stand that place
I asked her why she said it's full of hurt
So many people betrayed me and left me in the dirt
And that's not even the half of it, what make it worse
Even my family did me dirty, that hurt the worst
I got to thinkin' cause we got similar storylines
I told her, lift your head up, even when you cryin
This not the end of the road for you, so keep tryin
You gotta put up a wall, or they gon' keep tryin
Here's my number, you can call me up at any time
I know you goin' through a lot, so I'ma give you time
But know that life is very short, baby, so stop cryin
Cause once you heal from the trauma, then I'ma make you mine
I was thinkin' she was a random chick at the party
Sittin' by yourself with a half a glass of Bacardi
By the way you lookin, you're not enjoyin' the party
What should I do? I wanna talk to her
But I can tell she goin' through
But if I approach her, I swear I gotta play it cool
Like, hey, how you doin? I couldn't help but notice you
Written by: Keonche Jamarquis Hines
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