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letra de moodswings - byzed

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[hook] (x2)
aye, sometimes i just get into these moodswings
i let my mood swing, i let my mood swing
call you everytime, yeah aye
call you everytime, yeah aye

[verse 1]
fell asleep, but told you afterwards
i’m sorry, but my moods something that i can’t chose
it’s rare as the weeknd’s f-cking interviews
on god that is something that i never knew yeah yeah
depression hit another wave like ‘nami
wearing khaki feels depressed like i’m kanye (word)
i’m working, till i hear my sh-t on the broadway
tell me baby what would your f-cking mind say?
hit me up, hit me up
you smoke gas i don’t
you roll the joints i won’t
i’ll tell ya everthing i never wanted to tell ya bih
but you p-ssed the henny right after you took that d-mn selfie
aye, doomsday ahead, cause you broke my heart twice
what’s the price?
’cause everything i did was to f-cking sacrifice
and if i ask you what to do with my life?
you ain’t got no f-cking advice

[pre-hook]
f-ck that pill, yeah i wanna feel some sh-t (uh)
f-ck that drink, yeah i need something to spit (yeah)
f-ck that gas, i don’t need that to be lit (burn)
i’m burning out, like the roaches ’bout to kick (skrt)

[hook] (x2)
aye, sometimes i just get into these moodswings
i let my mood swing, i let my mood swing
call you everytime, yeah aye
call you everytime, yeah aye

[verse 2]
drink my heart out
b-tch this is fallout
she opens up her bra half full like lays
i was knocked out, she was thirsty
the drought was coming so i escaped with a jetski
you know why they hate me
get your focus straight, like an inmate
my manager been trading bitcoins faster than the birth-rate
soon to be on the cover of the playboy
young and reckless, tryna make it, ’cause she has no choice
hold up, wait, goals changing like a b-tches panties
witnessing ups and downs like the motherf-cking yankees
leave me alone, singing country songs like post malone
gulf war, heading over to the gravestone
kawasaki race, honda accord days
‘been handlin’ all my sh-t, since my dream of a wraith
on the countertop keys
bought her something cheap
no appreciation shows, she’s not loyal like a sheep

[pre-hook]
f-ck that pill, yeah i wanna feel some sh-t (uh)
f-ck that drink, yeah i need something to spit (yeah)
f-ck that gas, i don’t need that to be lit (burn)
i’m burning out, like the roaches ’bout to kick (skrt)

[hook] (x2)
aye, sometimes i just get into these moodswings
i let my mood swing, i let my mood swing
call you everytime, yeah aye
call you everytime, yeah aye

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