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letra de certified love - dave tsimba

[verse 1]
i miss the old me
back when i was showing you my love with my emojis
back when other people think they did but they ain’t know me
they still really don’t but my anxiety’s the k@ld see

back when getting me to tell you thank you was a trophy
maybe when the girls i really loved meant every code spoken
guess i forgot to close the motherf-ckin door so it’s
kind of open to the people who are so soulless
but have more soul than me so when the door closed they say

[verse 2]
i miss the old me…
i just wanna run away to beaches
wanna run away to all the cities that you’ll speak in

guess i shouldn’t stay in nash
i should probably stay in class
never go to drc and have him show me
i’ll just fall in love with all the ones that still control me…

(hm..speaks volume don’t it?)

i don’t control you…
guess it’s sad to state but really misses that’s the old you…
if he has control of you a bit
you’ll miss it more than this girl
i just underestimate my fandom
should’ve known that you were just a fan girl
back when you were meeting all my bros that throw the gang signs
even sports signs but not the one you see at halftime

i’m just sayin…
i’m just sayin enough…

[verse 3]
certified lover man
you’ll always feel the same when you got other hands
you’ll never feel this guilty with the upper hand
stay inside and see how many leave you and you’ll understand
guess i shouldn’t have stayed so long it’s just the power of the you
know what i mean i’m talking to the other guys that know the upper hand
when you can’t control yourself you slip your mothers teachings
and your caught yourself in grievance aww man they won’t understand

[verse 4]
the old me…
back when i was selling all to kobe
chris and t and all the other n-ggas that had known me
lifting at bar louie was the least of all my problems
just another place i had to figure out to solve them…

i miss the k@ld me
the one where we didn’t care if you didn’t know me
i’ll say hi to you and leave you dead in my asylum
they should’ve taken everything i had when i was solemn …
i have some problems  i’m dealing with i’m guessing from the old me…
is this a trophy…
is this all meditative…
god just hold me close
if i’m still mediating
my lyrics don’t match up when i’m just levitating…

[outro]
i dedicate this all to you my
one…..
no more…
love that…
love that…

i miss the old me…
how about y’all giving me the old me…
how about y’all give me back the old me…
i miss the old me…
and he’s back…

- dave tsimba

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