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letra de honestly, they get mad - ismaël & thomson

[intro: voicemail angry ex-girlfriend]

[verse 1: thomson]
i told you i was gonna bring it back
focused on life, don’t need your respect
still fall in traps, still falling in love, yeah
guess i’m just human to make up for that, yeah
she wanna get high to rihanna
but i don’t smoke, so leave me alone, yeah
so when the feels go down and the wind gets mighty
and my heart turns cold, i just dress up for the night tho, yeah
i pay attention to the light bulbs, yeah
she wanna hang out, i said no-no-no
we don’t hang around with hoe’s no, no

[chorus: thomson]
when we in the whip, straight cruisin’
and the wheels go round and round
when we in the whip, just relaxing
laid back and look what happens
but every time i say what i think, these girls get mad
say what i think, these girls get mad

[verse 2: thomson]
lights get dim and the lights turn brighter
i just put my shades on and i might recline ya
i don’t give a sh-t bout’ haters cause that’s not what i do
but this life is kinda crazy so i gotta stay blue
gotta stay focused on the goals
and the dreams that i’m chasing now
but they all try to, try to, try to faze me now
guess i’m just the hype, just the hype to be, just the hype to fight and just the hype to beat
what is going on with this world i can’t even face all these girls, all these girls want attention from all of these corners and well, i’m just chilling laid back just relaxing
and for a second look what happened

[verse 3: ismaël]
last f-cking summer it was too much
never had support and now they wanna show the crew love
used to do it all just for that response
now it’s me and peng tings exotic restaurants
yeah, tell her leave her boyfriend home
bring some friends, don’t pull up alone
we been at it for a while, on the road barely see her smile
my right hand on the bible
praying to the most high let this stuff just go viral
i been at the crib stressing, suicidal
aw man, these thoughts suicidal
my head’s itching, my head’s itching, ali telling like you gon’ be okay my n-gga work and quit the b-tching. it’s too late now for them to listen, a lot of sh-t that a n-gga missing, couple of things that i could be wishing for, never enough always seeking for some more
i’m just chilling, i’m just chilling, meanwhile me and tommy focused on these millions yeah

[chorus: thomson]
when we in the whip, straight cruisin’
and the wheels go round and round
when we in the whip just relaxing
laid back and look what happens
but every time i say what i think, these girls get mad
say what i think these girls get mad

[outro: voicemail angry ex-girlfriend]

- ismael thomson

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