Love
Désolé
Everytime I see that number I'm like "Désolé"
And it's us against the world my baby
Désolé
Brought you flowers, take the shower with me
Désolé
I feel like crashin' take this passion with me
Désolé
Love
Désolé
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Désolé
Désolé
Da-da-da
Da-da-da
I feel like I was born with a chip on my shoulder
Gettin' older, feelin' numb fuck the pain, yeah
Gettin' sober, I'm alone, I fell, trip
Not a smoker, black lungs, I'm a fool, yeah
I'm a loner (yes)
I was smooth MJ
Billie died last May
Couldn't hold back tears
Swept up and drank away
Call me back and tell me things
Tell me that I'm fuckin' great
Best rapper to fuckin' live
Tell me that I make you proud
Tell me that you want my kids
Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me
Love is just a fuckin' sin
Désolé, désolé
Sorry, sorry all again
Désolé all day, désolé I say
Désolé
Je suis désolée
Désolée
Je suis désolée
Désolé
Désolée
Je suis désolé
Je suis désolée
Désolé
Désolée
Je suis désolé
Je suis désolée
Désolé
Désolée
Désolé
Désolée
Je suis désolé
Love
Yeah you know I met that guy... and it... was like crazy you know...
It was... something happened and... then I... I saw him
Yo, yo, yo, yo
I been on my shit
More soul than a sock with an itch
Bloodstains on the back of my bed I feel high
Phone rang mama said my girl came by
She be stealin' hoodies, always ketchup on her fries
Never let a shorty tell you promises and lies
Pussy niggas messagin' me all the fuckin' time
Hey there, wellfare got me online
Wanna smoke weed, I wanna change lives
Wanna be the saddest nigga no one eve-
Wanna be the saddest nigga no one ever likes
Wanna sell your soul or wanna fuckin' die
(Wanna sell your soul or wanna fuckin' die)
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