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D4U
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Past 7 Days
D4U was discovered most frequently at around 20 seconds into the song during the past week

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Lyrics

Yeah
You loving me and it’s not cause of fame
Swear me and baby are one in the same
The world is so fucked and we want it to change
I’m twisting my fingers, oh girl you my gang
Your face in a locket, my world in a chain
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
And I will
I will
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Okay
Alright
Yeah
850 on dinner
Don’t feel like myself when I’m with her
You feel like I’m acting cold now, just wait til we get into winter
Money be coming in seconds, I feel like I got me a printer
The way that she grab on my wood, baby don’t catch you splinter
Huh
Johnny is running the world, that’s why they throw me in a sprinter
Huh
Stars in the roof gonna shine, she say it’s looking like glitter
Huh
She only used to them bums, girl this what it’s like with a winner
The hate that you send ain’t surprising, I swear bro you always been bitter
You been dodging red since we met, cause you know I keep me a hitter
Ironically bro you ain’t brave, my name alone gives you the jitters
With you she moping around, and with me she never been litter
If you gonna act like a baby I might have to find you a sitter
What
Yeah
Switch it
Switch it
Switch
Yeah
John
Yeah
How can I be anyone but myself?
All y'all already got everyone else
A G on your purse and two G's on your belt
If devil wears Prada you going to hell
I kiss on my baby, but I never tell
So and so talk, it ain’t ringing a bell
Then you call Ty and it’s making me melt
Okay
I’m down for ya
Baby I’d change up my sound for ya
Filling up any account for ya
Ain’t going nowhere I’m around for ya
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Baby I’m outside tonight
But I want you here by my side
(Okay)
Fuck every one inside, cause they ain’t my bride
Knew from the moment you looked in my eye
We so polarizing they wanna inquire
And know who I’m seeing, your business ain’t mine
And mine isn’t yours, man go get a life
They stalking us both on the ‘gram, they checking for you in my slides
That shit is so fried
I swear they just care bout the lows, they don’t wanna know bout the highs
How deep that we tied
And babe you my Bonnie, can I be your Clyde?
My passenger seat got a hottie, I’ll drive
You crazy way past when the fat lady dies
Knew from the moment I looked in those eyes
Yeah
Written by: Tyler John Norton
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