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random - 2800j lyrics

yeah, the sun’s out
all of the hoes out
i got post*traumatic stress from these girls now
i don’t wanna talk to hoes they don’t have souls
i’ve been in the street with my headphones on
i get random flashbacks about my ex
my homeboys tell me to move on, i tell em: “i can’t”
i’ve been in my head thinking about bread
i’ve been in my head thinking about her
i can’t seem to move on it still hurts
i’ve been at funeral homes thinking about death
i’ve been lying down thinking bout us
once upon a time, yeah, i was happy
once upon a time i was so distracted
i done got attached
endеd up being a hashtag
f*ck a b*tch body
it’s called: “emotional attraction”
i’ve been moving forward, i’m not losing traction
all thеse n*ggas wanna f*ck b*tches
i just wanna genuine connection
yuh, yuh, yuh
i’m not talking about a t*mobile connection
all these b*tches suck just like boost mobiles connection
i just wanna bad lil thing
bad lil bih
i just wanna buy a big ring and put it on her finger
she asked me: “how are you different?” “why do you wanna be in the picture?”
i just told her: “you gon have to find out for yourself, you gon solve the riddle”
all these n*ggas my age getting fried, they don’t even use a griddle
it’s sad how they get high, and they can’t even remember
it’s sad how they get fried, and their eyes get red
yeah, their eyes get red
they make they mamma sad
yeah, the sun’s out
all of the hoes out
i got post*traumatic stress from these girls now
i don’t wanna talk to hoes they don’t have souls
i’ve been in the street with my headphones on
i get random flashbacks about my ex
my homeboys tell me to move on, i tell em: “i can’t”
i’ve been in my head thinking about bread
i’ve been in my head thinking about her
i can’t seem to move on it still hurts
i’ve been at funeral homes thinking about death
i’ve been lying down thinking bout us
once upon a time, yeah, i was happy
once upon a time i was so distracted
i done got attached
ended up being a hashtag
f*ck a b*tch body
it’s called: “emotional attraction”
i’ve been moving forward, i’m not losing traction
all these n*ggas wanna f*ck b*tches
i just wanna genuine connection
yuh, yuh, yuh
i’m not talking about a t*mobile connection
all these b*tches suck just like boost mobiles connection
i just wanna bad lil thing
bad lil bih
i just wanna buy a big ring and put it on her finger
she asked me: “how are you different?” “why do you wanna be in the picture?”
i just told her: “you gon have to find out for yourself, you gon solve the riddle”
all these n*ggas my age getting fried, they don’t even use a griddle
it’s sad how they get high, and they can’t even remember
it’s sad how they get fried, and their eyes get red
yeah, their eyes get red
they make they mamma sad

- 2800j lyrics

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