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letra de this is not about you - big coach the big homie

(intro: big homie)
yeah…
and i call but you’re gone
you’re right and i’m wrong
and i call but you’re gone
you’re right and i’m wrong

(verse 1: big homie)
eight missed calls on the batphone
not a lotta stress though
i can see the eyes on me like i’m next up, death row
what’s hanging from the neck cold, strep throat
gross!
pink drip sick like pepto
and i took your b-tch for the fun of it, klepto
now i’m on the run like echo
now i’m on the run like…
look!

(ihook: big homie)
this is not about you but…
this is not about you but…
this is not about you but…
if time heals all wounds, why am i stuck?
found a new home but i’m missing your touch
never call back is it really too much?
go’on head, leave and i hope you find peace and i hope you all alone and i hope you can’t breathe
(verse 2: big homie)
i was on road had to struggle through the setbacks
life in a suitcase, flights like jet packs
same team, same guy, beijing, shanghai
heard about your new life, rather watch paint dry
fake like rhinestones
i don’t wanna facetime
i be outta sp-ce no time zone
rolling up backwoods, breaking down pine cones
fell asleep, first class; woke up, i’m home
look!
really no friends in the industry
had to sell my soul, and, look at what it did to me
now i’m all alone and the best friend misery
went and bought a gun cause the pain so triggering
whoa!
they don’t really tell you when you young
that love like a drug it’ll make you feel numb
it’ll wake your ass up, it’ll make you feel dumb
and the pain not subtle it bang like a drum
okay!
wish i had a tour guide
wish i was forever on tour
instead of poor in the sewer right?
(way, way)
way way back like four score
ran a couple blocks, sold drugs near the drugstore
really tried wash my pain in the waves
then i tried to lock my pain in a grave
really tried to talk to my pain behave
really wanna call but i’m afraid of what you’d say…
(hook: big homie)
this is not about you but…
this is not about you but…
this is not about you but…
if time heals all wounds, why am i stuck?
found a new home but i’m missing your touch
never call back is it really too much?
go’on head, leave and i hope you find peace and i hope you all alone and i hope you can’t breathe
(oh)

(verse 3: big homie)
words cut deep, i’m a eulogy
love turned blind so i bought more jewelry
took a few meds and i’m building up immunity
black mask, tool belt, i felt like it suited me
sheesh!
flooded my wrist
might as well drown, not around, not hugging my b-tch
standing on a mound while i shovel my ditch
maybe god’s plan is to struggle like this
okay!
way too wavy
god on road but i’m praying that he save me
rose from the concrete, pushing up daisies
way too drugged out, way too crazy
ya!
this is not a how-to…
i ain’t call but i’m ‘bout to
bruh, who do i shout to?
am i better without you?
(hook: big homie)
this is not about you but…
this is not about you but…
this is not about you but…
if time heals all wounds, why am i stuck?
found a new home but i’m missing your touch
never call back is it really too much?
go’on head, leave and i hope you find peace and i hope you all alone and i hope you can’t breathe okay?

(outro)
(if you’d like to make a call, please hang up and try again)

- big coach the big homie

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