KYLE Personal текст песни, слова песни Personal KYLE
KYLE - Personal
You can think about kids
Ooh, don't be weird, and tell me that it ain't me
You've got the audacity to tell me you hate me
It's funny
After everything we've been through
You know we gotta see this through
Tell you why if you need me to
I've been with you from the go
Gotcha outcha mama's home
Fucking with you on the road
Passing up on all these hoes
How many?
Ten, twenty, thirty, forty, fifty shit, nigga, who knows?
I put time into your soul
If you jump ship, shit, you should know
I might
I might take it personal
I might
I might take it personal
I might, I might, I might
I make take it personal
I might
I might
I might take it personal
I don't wanna end up lonely
Isn't that what you told me?
Playing them games like Sony
Ooh
You phony
Gave it all to you, that's on me
Now you wanna dip
Hanging up on me like I ain't did shit
Damn, how quickly we forget
I've been with you from the go
Gotcha outcha mama's home
Fucking with you on the road
Passing up on all these hoes
How many?
Ten, twenty, thirty, forty, fifty shit nigga, who knows?
I put time into your soul
If you jump ship, shit, you should know
I might
I might take it personal
I might
I might take it personal
I might, I might, I might
I make take it personal
I might
I might
I might take it personal
Комментарии