letra de where was u? - wyatt (tx)
[intro]
wyatt
[chorus]
don’t wanna talk about it
they said my name, yeah, but they don’t give a f-ck about it
i find it lame that they addicted and can’t go without it
it give me shame to say all this, i’m not the one who’s poutin’
where was you? where was you when i said i needed help?
must have forgot that you a p-ssy, ’cause you never was around
and i am not about to do this for another f-ckin’ ’round
’cause i can’t f-ck with you no more, because you left me dead and down
i been movin’ on to better things
you can call it what you want, i play a better game
if you gon’ talk, i’ll take your lunch, i’ll take them onion rings
but these ain’t fried or even salty, you gon’ need to pay
y’all really f-ckin’ lame
i said this sh-t like twice, but you could never play my game
i’m takin’ it straight up, this beat don’t wanna give fame
i’m in my feelings, keep ’em tucked, that’s why i never show my face
[verse]
i’m gettin’ sick and tired of people tryna tell me that they lovin’ me
could see them talkin’ down behind my back, and it been subtly
look, imagine that, another poser tryna be like me
he think he on my level ’til i threw some sh-t he never seen
you call yourself professional, i say that that’s debatable
but you just been a vegetable, that sh-t is not relatable
oops, see ya later, dude, that’s all i’m gonna say to you
i wish it could be different, but i don’t know what to say to you
it’s my time, my time
you would fold if you felt all the sh-t in my mind
i don’t even know what i’m supposed to do with my time
so i just keep recordin’ songs and keep on pumpin’ out fire
[chorus]
don’t wanna talk about it
they said my name, yeah, but they don’t give a f-ck about it
i find it lame that they addicted and can’t go without it
it give me shame to say all this, i’m not the one who’s poutin’
where was you? where was you when i said i needed help?
must have forgot that you a p-ssy, ’cause you never was around
and i am not about to do this for another f-ckin’ ’round
’cause i can’t f-ck with you no more, because you left me dead and down
i been movin’ on to better things
you can call it what you want, i play a better game
if you gon’ talk, i’ll take your lunch, i’ll take them onion rings
but these ain’t fried or even salty, you gon’ need to pay
y’all really f-ckin’ lame
i said this sh-t like twice, but you could never play my game
i’m takin’ it straight up, this beat don’t wanna give fame
i’m in my feelings, keep ’em tucked, that’s why i never show my face
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