LOVED BEFORE
(Choppa sing, I let it all out)
(Now i'm running up bands, on my own now)
(Why'd you decide to, cross me now)
(Is it cos you, don't want be let down)
(It's so hard, It so hard)
(When your not with me, from the start)
(It's so hard, It so hard)
(Yeah)
Choppa sing, I let it all out
Now i'm running up bands, on my own now
Why'd you decide to, cross me out
Is it cos you, don't want be let down
A girl that's used to, all the heartbreaks
And a boy that's never, really loved before
It's all gonna, break down anyway
So tell me, what is all this love for
Keep a stick, inside of my beamer
I don't really think, that I need her
Rush hour, running up bands with the bros
But you're nowhere to be seen, please pick up the phone
Everybody got a stick on them, like wartime
I don't think that, I will ever really feel right
Someone, take my life
Bae, its ride or die
You know, I don't lie
Served my time, in hell long ago
(Please, pick up the phone)
(Baby, i'm alone)
(I'm, so alone)
(Please, pick up the phone)
(Baby, i'm alone)
Choppa sing, I let it all out
Now i'm running up bands, on my own now
Why'd you decide to, cross me out
Is it cos you, don't want be let down
A girl that's used to, all the heartbreaks
And a boy that's never, really loved before
It's all gonna, break down anyway
So tell me, what is all this love for
(It's so hard, It so hard)
(When your not with me, from the start)
(It's so hard, It so hard)
(Yeah)
(Now i'm running up bands, on my own now)
(Why'd you decide to, cross me now)
(Is it cos you, don't want be let down)
(It's so hard, It so hard)
(When your not with me, from the start)
(It's so hard, It so hard)
(Yeah)
Choppa sing, I let it all out
Now i'm running up bands, on my own now
Why'd you decide to, cross me out
Is it cos you, don't want be let down
A girl that's used to, all the heartbreaks
And a boy that's never, really loved before
It's all gonna, break down anyway
So tell me, what is all this love for
Keep a stick, inside of my beamer
I don't really think, that I need her
Rush hour, running up bands with the bros
But you're nowhere to be seen, please pick up the phone
Everybody got a stick on them, like wartime
I don't think that, I will ever really feel right
Someone, take my life
Bae, its ride or die
You know, I don't lie
Served my time, in hell long ago
(Please, pick up the phone)
(Baby, i'm alone)
(I'm, so alone)
(Please, pick up the phone)
(Baby, i'm alone)
Choppa sing, I let it all out
Now i'm running up bands, on my own now
Why'd you decide to, cross me out
Is it cos you, don't want be let down
A girl that's used to, all the heartbreaks
And a boy that's never, really loved before
It's all gonna, break down anyway
So tell me, what is all this love for
(It's so hard, It so hard)
(When your not with me, from the start)
(It's so hard, It so hard)
(Yeah)
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