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letra de 5:30 / dear summer (fivio foreign reference) - fivio foreign

[verse]
uh, yeah, 5:30, car missing
no texts back and calls missin’
i feel like we all victims
you have not been at home
they taking my princess, i wasn’t watching the throne
i hop on the phone, turn the music up, got in my zone
drunk texting, i should not do patrón
had to do you wrong in order to get it right
you gotta go through it in order to give advice
it’s the price of the litty nights
i know the liquor hittin’
i guess you gotta break a heart just to fix your vision
i fell in love with a demon and a diva, i pray my soulmate got a soul when i meet her
i want you back but i’m scared you gon’ leave again
it’s funny you left me for a comedian
but respectfully, you playing with satan
ask what hurt me, i told ‘еm the expectation
and lovе is all draining and stop, it’s all fatal
we used to be secretive, but now it’s all blatant and it’s all just lost, ain’t it?
watching it all cave in
my reality ain’t on tv, how you watch it and okay it
family on vacation, trips and reservation
you forgot that we both famous?
what happened to our relation?
uh, we the topic of conservation
5:30, the car missin’
emotions is all distant
no texting, just calls missin’
we fight and you won’t listen
you right, we both trippin’
how you playing the game and the ball missing?
b-tch it’s game time, matter of fact, it’s ye time
for the past year has been a strange time
visitations on facetime
who gon’ break who heart first? breaks line
looking for blessings that god had hand me
i’m trying to just raise the family, somebody should raise the nanny
understand me, i’m tryna just leave you alone
i don’t even want revenge, you f-cked yourself on your own
going crazy then hope i change again
i was ’bout to buy [?] but i don’t f-ck with the davidsons
paparazzi, my lady friends, you don’t like me then hate me then
i’m still a goat, this the feelin’ when brady win
5:30, the car missin’
emotions is all distant
no texts, just calls missin’
we fight and you won’t listen
you right, we both trippin’
how you playing the game and the ball missing?

- fivio foreign

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