​tooamiri

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Vayda - Rap, Atlanta Rap

​tooamiri

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[Pre-Chorus] I, I, I I, I [Chorus] I'm sick to my stomach, my ex, he not answering my calls I don't know what the fuck I did wrong And that nigga crazy, he like to ignore me But he never kept his shit up for this long I left Atlanta, now I'm in New York And I don't gotta ask him just to play my song But I'm feeling lonely, need someone to hold me at night And just touch on my ass in a thong I'm getting drunk every night And I think that I might be consuming too much alcohol Outside is cold as fuck, alcohol warm me up I don't know why I came here in the fall I will not stress, got no time to depress Till the mission complete 'cause I came here to ball My family keep calling me, I'm feeling guilty Don't know what to say because I want it all (Ay, ay, ay) [Post-Chorus] (Get it out, get it out) I got a lot on my chest right now I got double D's and I got me some ass But I'm really not talking 'bout breasts right now (Breathe in, breathe out) Sometimes I feel like life be weighing me down But I'm not a bird 'cause I flew to the north in the winter I make money off making sounds [Pre-Chorus] I, I, I I, I [Chorus] I'm sick to my stomach, my ex, he not answering my calls I don't know what the fuck I did wrong And that nigga crazy, he like to ignore me But he never kept this shit up for this long I left Atlanta, now I'm in New York And I don't gotta ask him just to play my song But I'm feeling lonely, need someone to hold me at night And just touch on my ass in a thong I'm getting drunk every night And I think that I might be consuming too much alcohol Outside is cold as fuck, alcohol warm me up I don't know why I came here in the fall I will not stress, got no time to depress Till the mission complete 'cause I came here to ball My family keep calling me, I'm feeling guilty Don't know what to say because I want it all (Ay, ay, ay) [Post-Chorus] (Get it out, get it out) I got a lot on my chest right now I got double D's and I got me some ass But I'm really not talking 'bout breasts right now (Breathe in, breathe out) Sometimes I feel like life be weighing me down But I'm not a bird 'cause I flew to the north in the winter I make money off making sounds

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  • Vayda