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1kantrm - daytrips Lyrics



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I'm not even supposed to be here, hoping you can see clear when I tell you everything that happened
They can't hold a candle to you baby, ain't no competition
You got niggas in your DM, honestly them shots was missin
I just took my loss and hit the road, shit
No matter how it goes, you gon always have a place to call your home, shit
Sparking up my doja, find another flow
But I can't record a take because you blowing up my phone
Is you still waiting for that get back, baby?
Like, where the f*ck your friends at? I think that's a red flag
Tried to hit you back but I had jet lag, baby
You see right through my bullshit like a mesh bag, baby
And it get tough to play the part, yea
Feel like you seein' somebody, I gotta act like I don't know
It's like you used to breaking hearts, yea
But I seem to forget about all that when I smoke
Oh, woah-oh
Ay, ay, oh no
Oh no, oh no
Let it run for a second, I'll go back in
Ay
Yea
Yea
Yea
Bae I told you, ain't no competition
They sent me to this corner just to talk to you, I'm on a mission
Like what you think you bout to drink tonight?
I'm tryna take you back to mine and make you sing tonight
It's way more than a link tonight
And no, we can't call this shit love, but I swear I'm feelin doves fly
Swear that I been busy but I think about you sometimes still
I'm just waiting on the moment that you come by, for real
And I ain't tryna look back and think I should've bought you flowers, no
We pop a bottle and lay up and f*ck for hours, so
It's such a shame we end it all on a sour note
I think we gotta call this shit infatuation, cuz I call and you don't pick up, then you act like you been waiting on me
Like damn, how the f*ck I'm supposed to get this weight up off me?
It's Friday so you should be waiting at the station for me
When I get there, you look at me like I'm late for something
That look in your face telling me you want me to pay for something
You want Prada or Celine, I'm like what the f*ck you mean, I ain't got it like that, girl I'm still going to class
Know you see me with this backpack
Posted up in class, get distracted by them flashbacks
Tryna take these notes but in my head you throwin' ass back
You just say the word and I could pound it like a hashtag
Know that shit got graphic for a lil bit but it's true
What you wanna do, baby I been on the move
What you wanna do, ay, what you wanna do, baby I been on the move
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I'm not even supposed to be here, hoping you can see clear when I tell you everything that happened
They can't hold a candle to you baby, ain't no competition
You got niggas in your DM, honestly them shots was missin
I just took my loss and hit the road, shit
No matter how it goes, you gon always have a place to call your home, shit
Sparking up my doja, find another flow
But I can't record a take because you blowing up my phone
Is you still waiting for that get back, baby?
Like, where the f*ck your friends at? I think that's a red flag
Tried to hit you back but I had jet lag, baby
You see right through my bullshit like a mesh bag, baby
And it get tough to play the part, yea
Feel like you seein' somebody, I gotta act like I don't know
It's like you used to breaking hearts, yea
But I seem to forget about all that when I smoke
Oh, woah-oh
Ay, ay, oh no
Oh no, oh no
Let it run for a second, I'll go back in
Ay
Yea
Yea
Yea
Bae I told you, ain't no competition
They sent me to this corner just to talk to you, I'm on a mission
Like what you think you bout to drink tonight?
I'm tryna take you back to mine and make you sing tonight
It's way more than a link tonight
And no, we can't call this shit love, but I swear I'm feelin doves fly
Swear that I been busy but I think about you sometimes still
I'm just waiting on the moment that you come by, for real
And I ain't tryna look back and think I should've bought you flowers, no
We pop a bottle and lay up and f*ck for hours, so
It's such a shame we end it all on a sour note
I think we gotta call this shit infatuation, cuz I call and you don't pick up, then you act like you been waiting on me
Like damn, how the f*ck I'm supposed to get this weight up off me?
It's Friday so you should be waiting at the station for me
When I get there, you look at me like I'm late for something
That look in your face telling me you want me to pay for something
You want Prada or Celine, I'm like what the f*ck you mean, I ain't got it like that, girl I'm still going to class
Know you see me with this backpack
Posted up in class, get distracted by them flashbacks
Tryna take these notes but in my head you throwin' ass back
You just say the word and I could pound it like a hashtag
Know that shit got graphic for a lil bit but it's true
What you wanna do, baby I been on the move
What you wanna do, ay, what you wanna do, baby I been on the move
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