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letra de san francisco - jet trawick and macy warner

[hook: jet trawick and macy warner]
don’t cry for me
you don’t gotta cry for me
you don’t gotta cry for me
you don’t gotta cry for me
you don’t gotta cry
you don’t get to cry
don’t fight for me
you don’t gotta fight for me
you don’t gotta fight for me
you don’t gotta fight for me
you don’t gotta fight
you don’t gotta fight

[verse 1: macy warner]
coated in paint, alone in my brain
i’m going insane, there’s no entertainment
don’t need your feedback, i know when i read that
i won’t be ashamed, i’m cold in my ways
and calculated’s an understatement
i wonder if making you run was a payment enough
you’re vacant, i know you hate waiting
so wait a little longer, i’m quaint but i’m stronger
i’m n o t i n t e r e s t e d
i’m not sorry and i don’t play, i’m not barbie
i’m macy, i’m my own girl, you’re delusional, it’s not a man’s world
i’m bored of you like transworld, king princess, let my hand twirl
bye-bye, you don’t gotta fight, you all on my side, you can take a hike, please
i don’t bite, baby, i ignite, let me be the light, walking through the pine trees
i reside, deep inside your mind, if you want me out, better come and smite me
i’m a big girl, that’s a known fact, take a step back, i’m alright

[hook: jet trawick and macy warner]
you don’t gotta fight for me
you don’t gotta fight for me
you don’t gotta fight for me
you don’t gotta fight for me
you don’t gotta fight
you don’t gotta fight
you don’t gotta cry for me
you don’t gotta cry for me
you don’t gotta cry for me
you don’t gotta cry for me
you don’t gotta cry
you don’t get to cry

[verse 2: jet trawick]
i don’t wanna die, i don’t wanna live a lie, i don’t wanna know
anything i could’ve done to make it any better, really on the low
i don’t really care
shoulda said it there
you just tryna pull me down to where you’re at
sorry, i don’t really want to hear you laugh
you can go ahead and act like i
always want to be the bad guy
that’s fair
who cares
i’ve been so tired of the clap backs
and the subs coming from your snapchat
i don’t have time for the games now
still you on my mind like a-town
and i’m mad at it, cause i feel weak
when you grill me like i’m veal meat
take a chill pill, girl, calm down
there ain’t even nothing wrong now
speculating, and you waiting for the trouble
self-esteem is getting thinner than a bubble
talking at you, now we fighting on the double
looking like you tryna drown in a puddle
this ain’t even entertaining
i don’t want the drama that you came with
yeah, i left because you were the wrong one
when you’re looking at it in the long run

- jet trawick and macy warner

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