| Yeah
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| It’s all I’m good for, huh?
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| Know my mistakes
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| Yeah, working too hard when everything ain’t 'bout the Benjamins
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| Commitment issues, having cold feet, summertime wearing Timbalands
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| I don’t remember missing birthdays but I remember not remembering
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| Don’t remember how we started, but how do we finish it?
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| Just to replenish it, I admit it, I went missing
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| I was missing you from a distance
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| Said you missing me, I ain’t listen
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| Always playing D, I’m offensive
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| You offended, you submissive
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| I’m a nigga, you was different
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| I was taking trips, you was tripping
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| Clock ticking, girl, it’s been a minute
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| You wanted to be my ride
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| That shit caught me
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| You was a queen in my eyes
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| But that could be a disguise
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| Always got me on your side
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| You won’t look me in the eyes
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| You can’t decide with your pride
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| I put my pride to the side
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| Actions speak louder than words
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| That why I’m tryna be quiet
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| Girl, never mind all them lies
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| With all the times that we tried
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| I kept my eye on the prize
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| You got a lot on your mind
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| I got a lot on my plate
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| And I won’t eat 'til you scrape
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| So hold on, just wait
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| Know you ready but I ain’t ready
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| I know you hear me
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| So hold on, ayy
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| Hold on, just wait
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| Know you ready but I ain’t ready
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| I know you hear me
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| Yeah, a blessing, you lying
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| You said you ain’t stressing
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| Wait seconds, straight flexing
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| Fuck your friends, they extra
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| They left, I learned a great lesson
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| They nosey, they jealous
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| FaceTime, I hate texting
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| Pull up, I can’t text, yeah
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| I’m with a girl folks say I mess with
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| Though I said I got a late session
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| I ain’t the dog you can play fetch with
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| You ain’t a dog, but ayy, catch this
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| I don’t give a damn 'bout how you got a man now
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| Said I hope that you happy
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| But you know I’m lying, I hope it don’t pan out
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| I’m such a bad liar, you got me bad vibing
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| That nigga ain’t that popping, he was the last option
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| Should I keep hating or say nothing?
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| We know where we stay stuck in
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| And this mannequin challenge
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| Lead that shit, they strung up
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| Hit your line like, «Ayy, lover»
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| You heard me, I ain’t stutter
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| It’s too soon to fall in love
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| Y’all okay but y’all not us
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| Yeah, leave that nigga, keep it real already
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| Crazy how I want you here already
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| Just for me to say I’m still not ready
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| So hold on, just wait
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| Know you ready but I ain’t ready
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| I know you hear me
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| So hold on, ayy
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| Hold on, just wait
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| Know you ready but I ain’t ready
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| I know you hear me |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Cold Feet , by - Sy Ari Da Kid. Song from the album After the Heartbreak, in the genre Соул