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(albüm: KAYTRAMINÉ - 2023)


Giving up, I refuse
That's the type of feeling I rebuke
My bitch like your lips brand new
And it's only 'cause we couldn't get through it

And there's fuck shit going on
I'm sick, no, I'm not
Can't eat, Ramadan
Kiss that, better than
Anybody that you'd ever meet
I'm the type that you remember when you go to sleep
The court Kourt needs Scott Disick divorcee
My ordeals might owe fees
Part ways like McCartney (True)
Match made in heaven like Ja Rule, Ashanti
But for us, it's rough
I'm writing like this 'cause I want peace
Excuses something like "I need to find myself"
Just admit that this ain't working
No respect was dealt
Can't even lie, it hurt me to see you with someone else (True)
But I know moving on is better than to sit and dwell

Giving up, I refuse
That's the type of feeling I rebuke
My bitch like your lips brand new
And it's only 'cause we couldn't get through it

And there's fuck shit going on
I'm sick, no, I'm not
Can't eat, Ramadan
Kiss that, better than
Anybody that you'd ever meet
I'm the type that you remember when you go to sleep

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