Listen to Don't Got Time - I: by Mke3x

Don't Got Time - I:

Mke3x

R&B/Soul

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Bokoven Beats
Bokoven Beats
Songwriter
Daniel Goldstein
Daniel Goldstein
Songwriter
Michael Johnson
Michael Johnson
Songwriter

Lyrics

Oh, O-oh, O-oh O-oh, O-oh Go I could be in my room and play this guitar all night Steady reminiscing 'bout our memories I can tell when you get mad and know that something ain't right This new connection we got lowkey killing me So we broke up, we don't see each other anymore I love you, but I hate you, why Can I call you Maybe later I don't got time for no drama No time for that today Keep that bullshit out my face It feel like it's 2020, Every time we talk it's like we parting ways A part of losing me had pushed you far away Miss the vibes we had, I used to take you to the woods back in our starting days I wish I didn't get mad and speak like Charlemagne I know I did wrong, but sometimes I felt never heard When you threw me to the curb, I had to make new friends with dirt Nah I can't lie, that shit hurt You had put me in depression, now I'm numb to feeling hurt I can't give my heart no more, the last time ended in disperse I was stubborn, but I learned I partnered with my money, dumb niggas get on my nerves She call me, now I'm up, I hit her line right with a curve I've been here by myself, bitch I do not know what you heard In my 2 seat Bently Batur, my new bitch shit on my first I've been thinking about her still, but I'll go block her out with work My thoughts been filled with money, that's exactly on my mind I think about back then, I was still happier than worse I don't got time for no drama No time for that today, keep that bullshit out my face Philly to Atlanta, but whole time I think she wanna fuck me I can't let my guard down for no bitch, no I am not your hubby Weed fill up my lungs, get hard to breathe, my nose be feeling stuffy Had that shit back when, I don't got time for none of that lovey-dovey Talk about that paper, this Givenchy got me feeling lovely Chains up on my neck, how I took cute from next to being ugly Case gone rest aside, but all my niggas turned on me like Slime Everyday the same, far from okay, but I'll tell you I'm fine I don't got time for no drama No time for that today, keep that bullshit out my face So we broke up, we don't see each other anymore I love you, but I hate you, why Can I call you Maybe later, no
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