Desole

(专辑： Dear Annie - 2018)

Love

Désolé
Everytime I see that number in my phone I'm like "Désolé"
And it's us against the world my baby
Désolé
Brought you flowers, take the shower with me
Désolé
I feel like crashing take this passion with me

Désolé
Love
Désolé
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Désolé
Désolé
Da-da-da
Da-da-da

I feel like I was born with a chip on my shoulder
Getting older, feeling numb fuck the pain, yeah
Getting sober, I'm alone, I fell, trip
Not a smoker, black lungs, I'm a fool, yeah
I'm a loner (yes)
I was smooth MJ
Billie died last May
Couldn't hold back tears
Swept up and drank away
Call me back and tell me things
Tell me that I'm fucking great
Best rapper to fucking live
Tell me that I make you proud
Tell me that you want my kids
Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me
Love is just a fucking sin
Désolé, désolé
Sorry, sorry all again
Désolé all day, désolé I say

Désolé
Je suis désolé
Désolé
Je suis désolé
Désolé
Désolé
Je suis désolé
Je suis désolé
Désolé
Désolé
Je suis désolé
Je suis désolé
Désolé
Désolé
Désolé
Désolé
Je suis désolé
Love

Yeah you know I met that guy... and it... was like crazy you know...
It was... something happened and... then I... I saw him

Yo, yo, yo, yo
I been on my shit
More soul than a sock with an itch
Bloodstains on the back of my bed I feel high
Phone rang my miss and my girl came by
She be stealing hoodies, always ketchup on her fries
Never let a shorty tell you promises and lies
Pussy niggas messaging me all the fucking time
Hey there, wellfare got me online
Wanna smoke weed, I wanna change lives
Wanna be the saddest nigga no one eve
Wanna be the saddest nigga no one ever likes
Wanna sell your soul or wanna fucking die
(Wanna sell your soul or wanna fucking die)