letra de don't exist - sypski
[intro]
ain’t n-body awake? what? i’m really sorry if that’s weird for you to hear but i need you now, hear me? throughout the time i just – what are you doing? what do you expect me to say though? i just thought that-
[chorus: sypski]
you act like i don’t exist
i swear i swear i’m over it, i
can’t take all of your sh-t
i feel i feel like i can’t win
this stress can’t get out of my head
this memory of you laying in my bed
and i left words unsaid
’cause my life is a mess
[verse 1: airport hippie]
i’m sorry, not sorry
i’m not checking keep your distance
no more playing victim
my patience has ran out again
it is what it is
so f-ck what you talkin’ fame or money i’ll say it again
i’m shootin’ my shot absorbing a fire, watch it go well
don’t f-ck with me baby ’cause i took your heart
more like the grinch, ay yuh
please don’t call my phone with that can we just be friendship
i am not your bae, no my last name is not madelyn
i’m not tryna talk rather you just see the exit
who you wanna call now round of applause now
bullsh-t direction don’t give me the run around, yeah yeah
this relationship is k!lling my mental lord help me, yeah yeah
you are not a threat money is the bullet i’ma k!ll it with some sense
make ’em all regret
[chorus: sypski]
you act like i don’t exist
i swear i swear i’m over it, i
can’t take all of your sh-t
i feel i feel like i can’t win
this stress can’t get out of my head
this memory of you laying in my bed
and i left words unsaid
’cause my life is a mess
[verse 2: kody lavigne]
don’t ever disrespect
act like i don’t exist
my homies told me never ever ever love a b-tch
i let you win, now i guess i gotta pay for it
hold me down, never ever live with it
hold me up now i’m off of the percys
i dealt with the pain and all these sh-ts ain’t even workin’
the younger the shows always startin’ to close the curses
will always see you [?]
[outro]
pull up pull up in a motherf-ckin’ motor
i just need some weed, me and my n-gg-s tryna roll up
f-ck up out my face ‘fore my boys boutta roll-up
this a motherf-ckin’ cigar b-tches eating d-ck-uh
catching hiccups it’s just hard to keep your lip up
walk up in the place all these b-tches know my face
real thick thighs this sh-t got real
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