LRC歌词

You are not a diamond, you more rough
Bitter like the grime inside my cup
I feel corrupt
Silence in the air but I'm tweaking
Flying to nowhere, yeah I'm sinking
Baby girl I only want you for the weekend
Way you look at me I know just what you thinking
Took her home, cause I love the way she peeking
All alone, you ain't got nobody reaching
***** I rep my city put that **** on the map
People showing fake love but I know that it's cap
I just wanna cop the Bentley when I get to the bag
She just wanna cop the Fendi so she sit on my lap
I get cold when I'm winning, like to get to the racks
I don't talk to no women who want me for the bag
Wanna **** me and she calling, told that girl to relax
Pray she hit me when I'm balling, cause I'm sending her back
I'm about mine, turning this here to a new vine
20 inch heels, bottom stop sign
I don't need shit, **** a co-sign, yeah
Now I'm going stupid, now I'm going dummy, yeah
Walking in and out the stu' like am I done in here?
Say she like my voice, say she hear the pain I feel
In the kitchen with the Whitney
That's the way she heal
You are not a diamond, you more rough
Bitter like the grime inside my cup
I feel corrupt
Silence in the air but I'm tweaking
Flying to nowhere, yeah I'm sinking
Baby girl I only want you for the weekend
Way you look at me I know just what you thinking
Took her home, cause I love the way she peeking
All alone, you ain't got nobody reaching

文本歌词

You are not a diamond, you more roughBitter like the grime inside my cupI feel corruptSilence in the air but I'm tweakingFlying to nowhere, yeah I'm sinkingBaby girl I only want you for the weekendWay you look at me I know just what you thinkingTook her home, cause I love the way she peekingAll alone, you ain't got nobody reaching***** I rep my city put that **** on the mapPeople showing fake love but I know that it's capI just wanna cop the Bentley when I get to the bagShe just wanna cop the Fendi so she sit on my lapI get cold when I'm winning, like to get to the racksI don't talk to no women who want me for the bagWanna **** me and she calling, told that girl to relaxPray she hit me when I'm balling, cause I'm sending her backI'm about mine, turning this here to a new vine20 inch heels, bottom stop signI don't need shit, **** a co-sign, yeahNow I'm going stupid, now I'm going dummy, yeahWalking in and out the stu' like am I done in here?Say she like my voice, say she hear the pain I feelIn the kitchen with the WhitneyThat's the way she healYou are not a diamond, you more roughBitter like the grime inside my cupI feel corruptSilence in the air but I'm tweakingFlying to nowhere, yeah I'm sinkingBaby girl I only want you for the weekendWay you look at me I know just what you thinkingTook her home, cause I love the way she peekingAll alone, you ain't got nobody reaching

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