Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Shoulda Known Better, artist - Felly. Date of issue: 10.06.2021
Song language: English
Shoulda Known Better |
| Eve in the Garden, how we end up in Gethsemane |
| We shoulda known better but we didn’t |
| So, sorry if I say your name a little bit different |
| That’s your man though, that’s your man though |
| I shoulda known better ay, I shoulda known better ay, ay |
| I shoulda known better |
| When I ask you for love, when I ask you for love (and I say) |
| Baby, I’m nervous, swerve swervin' |
| You stay picking part my verse like what that word is? |
| Coke lines and closed curtains, cosigns, my clothes dirty |
| Slow mama, don’t hurt me |
| I’ve been chasing God inside of them thirties |
| Cuttin' like surgeon, never fell in love with the searchings |
| Never found love so deserting, I be so far from perfect girl |
| Hands up, ain’t no purchase but I puff purp for no purpose |
| Another wordless song 'til that herb be gone |
| That blunt burgundy and past year been on you ain’t heard from me |
| I come back is all you burn third degree |
| Next day I’m gone and work perfectly |
| Baby I’m nervous for you, I seen the serpents tongue |
| This world ain’t perfect for us, sleeping on the curb |
| I’ll get that money, don’t you worry momma |
| Oh don’t you worry, don’t you- |
| This world ain’t perfect, world ain’t perfect |
| But you’re perfect for me |
| See me all, see me all riding like supposed to |
| Lil man cold, now he bang like Sosa |
| Funny I ain’t even have to hang up the posters |
| Show already sold out, paid like a broker |
| What you wanna know 'bout? |
| This that back to back from that coast |
| This that laughin' at my first show |
| Ditch that attitude, you won’t grow |
| Click, clack, blast a blizz and I go |
| You and me be a harmony, and this new light be harming me |
| Little bit lost might get away, don’t got no Garmin G |
| Left footed dance with my demons |
| Mariache, now I’m Mary Poppin lock and drop it |
| Hop it 'til you leave 'em |
| No Achilles Healy, hit 'em or leave 'em |
| Baby I’m nervous |
| Cause you going too far to follow |
| And I’ll be up two bars and a bottle |
| And my intentions too hard to swallow |
| Need more you so I’m stealing shadows |
| Never felt so full but so high though |
| Never felt so focused, I popped 30 milligram addy |
| While praying to the mules for a gift |
| Pray he bless me with a couple hits |
| Took my life and put it on the 9 |
| They be fake and put it on the Gram |
| You gon' like me or you not gon' like me |
| I ain’t changing for a fucking cam |
| Real legend in the city, I kickback, tryna get it right |
| Let’s talk about everything, anything |
| You know I think a lot when I’m gettin' high |
| Hit me up and a nigga ride |
| I’m down when you’re off that 9 to 5 |
| Little weed and a little vibe, little me make you feel alive |
| Little make you feel high |
| Baby I’m nervous for ya |
| I see them serpents tongue |
| This world ain’t perfect for us, sleeping on the curb I get that- |
| Oh don’t you worry, don’t you |
| This world ain’t perfect, world ain’t perfect |
| I shoulda known better ay, I shoulda known better ay, ay |
| I shoulda known better, when I ask you for love |
| When I ask you for love |