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letra de 12 months - chris miles

[intro]
girl, you’re not the
girl, you’re not the

[verse 1]
girl, you’re not the one
you don’t even know me
barely know myself anymore, i miss the old me
got some money, but it never could control me
they on some funny sh-t, but you could never hold me
i’m not your homie, i just let you call me that
they see these b-tches on me, they go talk behind my back
like “chris miles, he ain’t all of that”
well i agree, chris miles, yeah he’s f-cking trash
dooey told me get ignant
i’m like hold up just record this
got some bread on the off white
just to make me feel gorgeous
remember when i didn’t have none
i was happy to afford this
smoke a pack of these backwoods
like back up, i’m too nauseous

[hook]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
tried to tell em’ this is my year, uh
why they looking at me weird?
i just know that imma’ get it when i’m looking in the mirror
homie this is my year, year, year, year, year
tried to tell em this is my year
yeah, why they lookin’ at me weird
i just know that imma’ get it when i’m lookin’ in the mirror

[verse 2]
homie this is my year, year, ah yeah boy
they just try to mimic the image i swear they decoys
i remember texting b-tches leaving me on read boy
now they see these checks i get
they wetter than the sea floor, need more
uh, cause’ there ain’t no stopping me
people i thought that were real
yeah they flopped on me
i’m bout’ to get in my bag like it’s halloween
honestly, i don’t got time for apologies

[hook]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
tried to tell em’ this is my year
why they looking at me weird
i just know that imma’ get it when i’m looking in the mirror
homie this is year year year year year
tried to tell em this is my year
yeah, why they lookin’ at me weird
i just know that imma’ get it when i’m lookin’ in the mirror

[verse 3]
they didn’t want me to make it, but now they stuck with me
i remember being like, why don’t they f-ck with me?
now… n0body can f-ck with me
think she want me because she knows i’m living comfortably
i’m running through bands
do a show in my vans
need the dough in advance
this is my year, this sh-t was all in the plans
she want me up in her pants
i gotta go, trust n0body that i know
yeah i stay on my toes
i’ve been alone, can’t feel my soul
spend this money till i’m broke yeah
they tell me that i made it
but they don’t even know my destination
all these drugs got her feeling like a sp-ceship
12 months f-ck around and get famous
that’s just how i feel though
i’m foreal doe
if you showing fake love to me, you a weirdo
you be chilling with the birds, you a f-cking scarecrow
barely bout to finish high school, but this my year though

[hook]
baby this is my year year year year year
tried to tell em this is my year
why they looking at me weird
i just know that imma’ get it when i’m looking in the mirror
homie this is year year year year year
tried to tell em this is my year
yeah, why they lookin’ at me weird
i just know that imma’ get it when i’m lookin’ in the mirror
homie this is my

- chris miles

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