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letra de duffle bags - yung sum

[intro]
let me take you all to see the world, yeah
pinching through the (?)
(?)
(?)-write you a song
lemme write you a song, look

[verse 1: marques]
lemme take you out
lemme go show you the world
perfect couple with duffle bags and chanel on the shirt
i know my worth
you telling me that i’m all but a cure
i find it funny ’cause i’m the one that’s been putting in work
i was a jerk but only to few and made you my first
let it disperse, my feelings true and i’m looking to burst
it was a curse that finding you wasn’t part of the verse
but let it sink that loving you wasn’t hard or a curse

[verse 2: yung sum]
puttin’ two together, weatherman tried his best
i’m in my chest, got me feeling like a summer’s mess
i could’ve guessed that you off to see the states
better thank everybody that be giving you a raise
never paypal, a fat check, fantastic
my pastor, he mastered his last message
vengeance, it isn’t the answer
prayin’ and lettin’ the holy spirit move
i know it’s tough to do

[verse 3: marques]
addicted to the drinkin’
addicted to the weekend
you got me thinkin’ that everything wasn’t meant to be and-
you wasn’t happy with that, huggin’, lovin’ in bed
you wanted comfort but comfort wasn’t inside of my head
i wanted you to be fine
roses, purple and wine
the scent so fine that made it hard to pick up and decline
your feelings had me weakened
looking for any reason to block a match-up with anybody that’s nice and decent
deserve the better treated
no claims of ‘why you cheatin’?’ and daily problems convincing you i’m the one to be with
but f-ck the other drama
brothers and baby mamas
my goals are commas and spreading truth while i’m in bahamas

[verse 4: yung sum]
running wild ’til the night ends
i’m starting night trends
you keeping secrets from a mighty man
i hold the pen, i’m putting my thoughts down
tying my shoes while coming up with words to rhyme
time slipping away, like all i did was play the game
pray the same for my brothers who be drinkin’ (?)
being slaves to the point of breakin’ , i’m thinkin’
i’m laced to the fact that i’ll be working the same shift, nah

[outro]
let me take you all to see the world, yeah
pinching through the (?)
(?)
(?)-write you a song
lemme write you a song

- yung sum

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