Sticky Bandit - 9 Lives (Extended)

I've got to turn 'round and
Make something of myself
Feel I've got 9 lives and
Every one of them I lost you
I've got to turn 'round and
Make something of myself
Feel I've got nine lives and
Every one of them I lost you
Like bitch you thought
Thought you getting rude boy cock
But I'm a sweetie all on top
Later treat me like some pool boy cock
Hit me with "It's me not you"
Well fucking Kumbaya!
When the room all dark
And I choked your neck
Every breath on your chest
No malevolence
I Ain't even check
Where the devil slept
Wanna pin you; hate fuck you
Like you are heaven sent
I know
Woah
Woah
Woah
I know you're sick of it
Talking 'bout how real it is
Looking for the thrill in it
But this dude won't fill it in
No matter how hard you try
Looking for a new bond here (Eee)
Learned to be rough with some full blonde hair
"Ain't no way in hell my sisters will come here"
So we keep it loud as fuck
Freaking out a ton
Sleeping bout a hundred
Feet way from us
Be your mom and them
Gasp for oxygen
Slow to a stop
Now I've been soft
Joking's fucked a lot
A lot of my past girl's hearts
Never thought I'd wind up in this role dawg
Choosing over you or the rap roll call
She won't stick around to invest
It's like a fork pitched all in our text
Between this I'm doing my best
Like a nuke up all in my chest whenever you text
I've got to turn 'round and
Make something of myself
Feel I've got nine lives and
Every one of them I lost you
I've got to turn 'round and
Make something of myself
Feel I got nine lives and
Every one of them I lost you
She save me for later
It's a no brainer
Say I can't date her
Feeling I'm locked up alone in this cage
She wanting a singer
So what I bang her?
Intimate sex but can't say to my face
Any of your true feelings
'til I'm about a
Hundred miles away
Double on the counter
When we reconnected
Didn't wanna hound her
Thought I really I did it when I went and found her
But no
I know
Woah
Woah
Woah
I know you're sick of it
Talking 'bout how real it is
Looking for the thrill in it
But this dude won't fill it in
No matter how hard you try
I've got to turn 'round and
Make something of myself
Feel I've got nine lives and
Every one of them I lost you
I've got to turn 'round and
Make something of myself
Feel I've got nine lives and
Every one of them I lost you
Like bitch you thought
Thought you getting rude boy cock
But I'm a sweetie all on top
Later treat me like some pool boy cock-cock

Written by:
Sticky Bandit

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