English Songs

My baby want a Birkin, she’s been tellin’ me all night longGasolines and groceries, the list goes on and onThis 9 to 5 ain’t workin’, why the hell do I work so hard?I can’t worry ’bout my problems, I can’t take ’em when I’m gone One, here comes the two, to the three, to the […]

I’m back, I feel like myselfI was gone for a minute ’cause I went to get helpIt’s not like I wanna dieAt least not now, I love being alive I was feeling so inadequateNever been so out of itDidn’t think I’d make it this farTracing all my steps, it’s easy to forgetLike finding a light

Why you gotta lead me on?Your love is like a rose’s thornI wish I never met you in the first placeMy life would be much easier todayYou’re a con, you’re an angelYou look so sweet, but you’re not thoughI never knew how good it could beUntil you swept me off my feet I really didn’t

A night to rememberNothin’ ever felt likeThe moment I met herPerfectly timedWhat if I didn’t go out that nightTook a left instead of a right?Yeah, missed you by a red lightWhat could have been? Can you feel the chemical reaction?You triggered my desire and attractionEverything in me wants this to happenBut not tonight Cocaine and

I’m not my best todayAnd I’d be lying if I said it’s probably a phaseI was born with a caseOf imperfections and a whole lot of mental disarray I need to know why I’m Jekyll and HydeI wanna know what is up with meI need to know whyI have these ugly thoughtsI can’t just make

I don’t wanna know about your new loveQuitting you was harder than I ever thought it’d beI don’t wanna walk away and leave you to your new loveI’ve been in denialBut now it’s hitting me Nothing makes more senseThan to be in your arms againSome things never endWill I learn to love again? I don’t

Pick me over himLet the loser winI have so many things I wanna sayBut don’t know how to communicatePick me over himLet the loser winI’m always waitin’ for you to sayMy insecurities drove you away I’m worried about itOf course I’m embarrassedI’m hiding the madnessI’m hiding it all from youYeah, how could I ever be

Six out of six, is it a miss?Five-star rating and I’m writing’ a hitAt the factory, the factorySix out of six, I never missYou gotta be delusional to be in the bizThe factory, the factory Sittin’ in the lobby at the Chelsea hotelLookin’ for a stranger with a story to tellI’m readin’I’m readin’ up on

Take his chains shawty, leave your mans for me (Can I trust you?)Grab this cam shawty, OnlyFans for me, uhBy a show of hands, who want a fatal? Throw them handsTold me “Show a Benz,” just play your card, don’t show your hands (Uh) Necklace gave me shoulder crampsPinky ring, you show it, bandsI just

Got my bomb in my hand, Taliban, yeah(If Young Metro don’t trust you, I’m gon’ shoot you) Cut my crack with my nail, weigh the bale without a scaleCan I trust you?I’m cuttin’ crack with my nail, weigh the bale without a scaleCuttin’ crack with my nail, I got crazy clienteleCuttin’ crack with the nail,