Sean Pitaro No Grudges lyrics
No Grudges
Sean Pitaro
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[Intro: Sol Jay]
(YALOWORLD)
Yeah, yeah, uh
(Azure)
[Pre-Chorus: Sol Jay]
You don't know what you doing, don't know what you doesn't
I know I'm with you, but I wish that I wasn't
I don't know the truth, but I hate that you love it
Oh, it's getting harder to hold no grudges
[Chorus: Sol Jay]
'Cause you make me insane, bitch
I can't believe that I let you change me
Why the fuck you make me crazy?
Ayy, why the fuck I still call you baby?
I can't believe I'm so fucking insane, bitch
Ain't so different with all of that same shit
'Cause I got weapon, one lane with no lane switch
Ayy, you suspect, we hate it
[Verse 1: Sol Jay]
Like why the fuck you had him back at your place?
Samе intention, you still here for Myspacе
Lay you down like you looking at my face
Know we texting, so why do I stay?
I be talking like I'm a star
But starting now, I'm a star
But I know I'd feel better if I never met you
But I guess we're at our place
[Verse 2: Sean Pitaro]
I know it feel like that sometimes
But why'd you pull up with a chop like it's frontlines?
P-please stop hitting my line
She wanna hear that, decline
Yeah, you know I got a couple with a solid roof
You always wanna come slide, you can talk to us
You talk too much
Can't do it with a kick, let it bust
Hit me up when you're lonely
Clique up soon as my phone rings (Cap)
Let's slide to the bags, fingers on her neck, come up to the back (Oh)
W-we roll up on the westside
Pour up, iced cup, get too high
And too fly
Talk too much like, "Goodbye," yeah
[Pre-Chorus: Sol Jay]
You don't know what you doing, don't know what you doesn't
I know I'm with you, but I wish that I wasn't
I don't know the truth, but I hate that you love it
Oh, it's getting harder to hold no grudges
[Chorus: Sol Jay]
'Cause you make me insane, bitch
I can't believe that I let you change me
Why the fuck you make me crazy?
Ayy, why the fuck I still call you baby?
I can't believe I'm so fucking insane, bitch
Ain't so different with all of that same shit
'Cause I got weapon, one lane with no lane switch
Ayy, you suspect, we hate it
(YALOWORLD)
Yeah, yeah, uh
(Azure)
[Pre-Chorus: Sol Jay]
You don't know what you doing, don't know what you doesn't
I know I'm with you, but I wish that I wasn't
I don't know the truth, but I hate that you love it
Oh, it's getting harder to hold no grudges
[Chorus: Sol Jay]
'Cause you make me insane, bitch
I can't believe that I let you change me
Why the fuck you make me crazy?
Ayy, why the fuck I still call you baby?
I can't believe I'm so fucking insane, bitch
Ain't so different with all of that same shit
'Cause I got weapon, one lane with no lane switch
Ayy, you suspect, we hate it
[Verse 1: Sol Jay]
Like why the fuck you had him back at your place?
Samе intention, you still here for Myspacе
Lay you down like you looking at my face
Know we texting, so why do I stay?
I be talking like I'm a star
But starting now, I'm a star
But I know I'd feel better if I never met you
But I guess we're at our place
[Verse 2: Sean Pitaro]
I know it feel like that sometimes
But why'd you pull up with a chop like it's frontlines?
P-please stop hitting my line
She wanna hear that, decline
Yeah, you know I got a couple with a solid roof
You always wanna come slide, you can talk to us
You talk too much
Can't do it with a kick, let it bust
Hit me up when you're lonely
Clique up soon as my phone rings (Cap)
Let's slide to the bags, fingers on her neck, come up to the back (Oh)
W-we roll up on the westside
Pour up, iced cup, get too high
And too fly
Talk too much like, "Goodbye," yeah
[Pre-Chorus: Sol Jay]
You don't know what you doing, don't know what you doesn't
I know I'm with you, but I wish that I wasn't
I don't know the truth, but I hate that you love it
Oh, it's getting harder to hold no grudges
[Chorus: Sol Jay]
'Cause you make me insane, bitch
I can't believe that I let you change me
Why the fuck you make me crazy?
Ayy, why the fuck I still call you baby?
I can't believe I'm so fucking insane, bitch
Ain't so different with all of that same shit
'Cause I got weapon, one lane with no lane switch
Ayy, you suspect, we hate it
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