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letra de love me - chris sails

[intro]
[?]
even when i’m in a room full of people (room full of people)
i still think about you
(even when i’m in a room full of people)
(i still think about you)
(even when i’m in a room full of people)
(i still think about you)
(even when i’m in a room full of people)
(i still think about you)
(even when i’m in a room full of people)
(i still think about)

[verse 1]
i wish the world didn’t laugh at my pain
can’t fake a smile on my face
that sh-t drive me insane (that sh-t drive me insane)
can’t get along with my peers
’cause they don’t understand me
move your mama out the hood, that sh-t felt better than a grammy
and i don’t f-ck with these n-ggas ’cause these n-ggas be hatin’
i don’t f-ck with these b-tches, they just tryna have my baby
like, why so many smiling faces?
what’s your secret agenda?
why the f-ck we even fightin’? babe, i don’t remember
like, let’s f-ckin’ watch a movie, that’s the perfect weather
let’s forget about the world and get high together
one night with you, that’s all i really need, baby
i don’t wanna fight, i really just need conversations
i get deep in my feelings, i get high up in my room
sayin’ things to my new b-tch to make me think about you
and my brother still livin’ in the ghetto
not supposed to question god, but what made me so special?
and how the f-ck was it so easy to leave me like that?
you said you love me, it ain’t seemin’ like that
i f-cked you good, i had you comin’ like that
(i had you comin’ like that)
(i had you comin’ like that)
[verse 2]
all them n-ggas at the top, they just lame and fake
like, how the f-ck you don’t like me, but smile in my face?
you n-ggas link with anybody that got clout and views
and b-tches f-ck on n-ggas just for new pair of shoes
seem like the ones with big hearts that get did the worst
they don’t cost, but it ain’t cheap, i buy you louis purse
but if i copped you nice things, you would love me more
endure for your love, i’ll go to war
i put n-ggas on my wave, them same n-ggas watch me drown
i done made it out my city, n-ggas hate that i’m up now
i’m antisocial and they wonder why a n-gga don’t come around
[?] around

[chorus]
baby, i just need your love
so i can feel this high again
you know [?] behind your [?]
yeah, on god, i’ll slide again
it’s crazy how n-ggas celebrate my losses
i done got rich, got more money than all my bosses

- chris sails

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