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letra de "cold nights" - rylo fade & luma rae

[intro: luma rae & rylo fade]
you never hit me on my birthday, yeah…
(ayy, ayy, f-ckin’ right)
friends actin’ shady, movin’ in the worst way
(skrrt, skrrt, yeah, yeah)

[chorus: rylo fade]
thinkin’ ‘bout you and your dumb ass lies, one more sleepless night, ayy
you treat me like a punk, like i ain’t livin’ right, bae i live my life
uh, give me a chance, swear on jesus christ, lil’ girl i treat you tight, d-mn
and you just wanna fight, that’s how our love go cold, it ain’t right, f-ck it
let’s hop on a flight, see the world, lil’ girl tonight’s ours, yeah
ain’t no playin’ nice, sayin’ sh-t then takin’ it back, nah, ain’t right
cloud over my head since you came, sh-t’s been heavy as night
feelin’ like a zombie, walking dead in my head, can’t sleep tonight, ayy

[verse: rylo fade]
i been stoppin’ all these pills, don’t feel the same, f-ck the fame
i ain’t like them other n-ggas, b-tch, don’t treat me like a lame
you playin’ games, puttin’ my heart through all this dumb pain
ap tickin’, no second chances, hoes all sound the same, d-mn
took me for granted, now i’m richer than your man, who to blame?
told lil dre clap his ass, postin’ pics, pass me the frame
we gon’ whack that punk, do him dirty just for the gang
uh, do him dirty, f-ck a witness, all for the gang, ayy
[chorus: rylo fade]
thinkin’ ‘bout you and your dumb ass lies, one more sleepless night, ayy
you treat me like a punk, like i ain’t livin’ right, bae i live my life
uh, give me a chance, swear on jesus christ, lil’ girl i treat you tight, d-mn
and you just wanna fight, that’s how our love go cold, it ain’t right, f-ck it
let’s hop on a flight, see the world, lil’ girl tonight’s ours, yeah
ain’t no playin’ nice, sayin’ sh-t then takin’ it back, nah, ain’t right
cloud over my head since you came, sh-t’s been heavy as night
feelin’ like a zombie, walking dead in my head, can’t sleep tonight, ayy

[outro: luma rae & rylo]
i ain’t poppin’ pills no more, don’t feel the same, yeah…
(ayy, ayy, no cap, no cap)
you never post me, even on my birthday, godd-mn
(skrrt, ayy, yeah, yeah, f-ck it)
close friends movin’ quiet, worst way, sh-t ain’t right
(ayy, ayy, yeah, yeah, turn up, ayy)

- rylo fade luma rae

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