CMP3 - AIT

Den heter ait
Start
My day picking up
On what I said, that
Maybe this is the dawn
When
I
Fumble the truth
I think of you, and
That I'm all out of glue
Because I can't say what you thinking
I'm over that
You still say I'm the one who's blinking
Sure, a couple staccs
I'm packing 8-balls but I'm simping
What's up with that?
This, thing is all I think about
This, thing is all I think about
This, thing is all I think about
And I
Look at me, my smile, I've been lonely as fuck
I can't even lie, I've been lonely as fuck
Talk about a single
You never dropped an album pack (scared)
Talk about a hit song
Wrote fifty articles and one's not a shit one (Keem)
Just on my phone in a G-doc
All I think about
All I
And I'm still the lost creative when I lie about shit
Added four magical words, yeah, the drinks are on me
Zara hoes, Zara Home and Zara who sings
Know everything about music except to enjoy it
So how am I surprised, when I'm lonely as fuck?
I can't even lie, I've been
Because I can't say what you thinking
I'm over that
You still say I'm the one who's blinking
Sure, a couple staccs
I'm packing 8-balls but I'm simping
What's up with that?
This, thing is all I think about
This, thing is all I think about
This, thing is all I think about
And I
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Written by:
charles .mp3, sebastian .mp3

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