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Joep Bogaerts
Joep Bogaerts
Songwriter
Indrajeet Ghansham Kannake
Indrajeet Ghansham Kannake
Songwriter
Hugo Lövdahl
Hugo Lövdahl
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Taylor Flores
Taylor Flores
Producer

Lyrics

Oh, why you hitting my phone? Just leave me alone Why you hitting my phone? I don't want to talk, just leave me alone 2PM middle of the day hit me up like "I'm sorry for everything I did, I just can't act right" Thanks for what you did, 'cause my feelings died that night Now I'm living good and getting richer and your pockets light Come back in my life, give another try You can never come back in, 'cause my circle stay too tight Now I'm always good, 'cause I never have to fight Try to keep me down but baby now I just take flight Snorting coke off some dick this ain't news but a headline See a brighter future 'cause I'm looking in my headlights Back in my life even tho I try to say "bye" Back on my list but I'll move on in the meantime Crazy about you, it was all my fault Now you're hitting my phone seeing if we can talk Asking what you did, you did a lot Ain't making this up, this is all my thoughts Writing down trauma, I feel so dumb Hurt me a lot, I feel so numb I just drink, don't fuck my lungs But anything is better than the place you're from 2PM middle of the day hit me up like "I'm sorry for everything I did, I just can't act right" Thanks for what you did, 'cause my feelings died that night Now I'm living good and getting richer and your pockets light Come back in my life, give another try You can never come back in, ' cause my circle stay too tight Now I'm always good, 'cause I never have to fight Try to keep me down but baby now I just take flight My circles are tight You know I would die For my homies life yeah If you run with us There's no wrong no right So do what you like yeah Fuck yourself I'll fuck your bitch Fly as hell just check the bills Where's the crib? It's on the hills Crying like a pussy in your feels Yeah I'm reppin the Bombay One and only City of dreams And we're right by the ocean I'm on a runaway This is a one way I took your bitch And I fucked her with lotion 2PM middle of the day hit me up like "I'm sorry for everything I did, I just can't act right" Thanks for what you did, 'cause my feelings died that night Now I'm living good and getting richer and your pockets light Come back in my life, give another try You can never come back in, ' cause my circle stay too tight Now I'm always good, 'cause I never have to fight Try to keep me down but baby now I just take flight Gas to the pedal, that's how I was raised Grabbing the medals, I win every day She not impressed by what I do no more She not impressed by what I got in store Living this life I think that it's made up All these snakes look pretty even without make-up Met a girl who made me hate love Did everything to act up You made me try to forget Manipulate, you morbid Now I pop xans to orbit I hope she drowns, she forfeits 2PM middle of the day hit me up like "I'm sorry for everything I did, I just can't act right" Thanks for what you did, 'cause my feelings died that night Now I'm living good and getting richer and your pockets light Come back in my life, give another try You can never come back in, ' cause my circle stay too tight Now I'm always good, 'cause I never have to fight Try to keep me down but baby now I just take flight
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