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letra de remorse (feat. the $ause team) - timcoo$ause

[verse 1]
everything was cool
chillin’ in the sun hanging at the pool
you was feelin’ me, i was feelin’ you
we was always winnin’
thought we could never lose
somewhere down the road i took a wrong turn
told me keep these hoes out my phone i wouldn’t curve
coo$ause this ya’ last chance
gotta step ya’ game up like a man
she the one i could trust she my helping hand
you the stove to my frying pan
you the cape to my superman
i’m the chicken noodle soup, she the can
in other words i wouldn’t be an independent man
if it meant i couldn’t hold her hand
but i missed the game-winning shot
pulled up to the mall with a thot
bouta’ walk around real quick, take her back to the spot
saw your friend and i already knew i got caught
i wasn’t tryna answer yo calls
cause you was on my -ss like some drawls
like d-mn bae take me off pause
i know i was wrong my fault
we ain’t do sh-t i wouldn’t do that to you dawg
you got the key to my heart like a vault

[verse 2]
she wasn’t going for it
tears came out her eyes pourin’
told me “go ahead coo$ause do you”
but i’ll be d-mned if i let another n-gg- claim you
you said don’t make a scene
but i’m bouta make a movie
if a n-gg- got drama
i come with the uzi
i got with you when i dropped them groupies
you been here with me too long to drop me for a newbie
look i know a n-gg- messed up
don’t downgrade to a n-gg- this dumb
i promise i’ma get right cause you the one
crazy how i get a good girl then act like a dub
sorry for the wrong i’ve done
thought having hoes was ‘posed to be fun
guess it’s not the same when you in love
you a true blessin’ from the man above
dang
how’d i get so lucky
i know i’ma fool
but i’m not tryna be funny
i need you back cause i lost the other half of me
miss when we straight balled out with this money
i know you wanna run through these bands
i know you love me for who i am
i know you gonna see i’ma better man
that n-gg- can’t even make time for you
that n-gg- can’t even spit a rhyme for you
flexin’ with his money but wouldn’t spend a dime on you
really hurt when you said you ain’t want a n-gg- ridin’ for you
d-mn now you got a real n-gg- cryin’ for you, yea

[outro]
so you not gon’ talk?
what you want me to say?

- timcooause

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