Wie geht die weiter?
Lul ich schreib grad bissle an nem song(werd den nd rausbringen bin grad ma 14 aba yolo) und komm nd weiter. Geht halt um meinen ex der eben extrem toxisch war,ganze zeit dachte er wäre der rizzler des Jahrtausends und ständig mich runtergemacht hat.
Ey ey ey YO!
ey ey ey YO!
(Musik)
Boy. Shut the fuck up(fuck up)
you Make drama(drama)
i dont know ya(know ya)
and youre gone duh(gone duh)
Not the rizzler(rizzler)
(hier fehlt mir was)
Paar Zeilen sind dazu gekommen
I dont send a Bra pic
nah I dont send nudes
baby Boy Hdf
its better for you
1 Antwort
Not the rizzler
You’re just a talker, not a real player
Acting tough, but I’m moving greater
All that drama, I’m done with the lies
I’m stepping up, while you’re stuck in disguise
I don’t need to prove a thing to you
You’re stuck on repeat, I’m breaking through
I don’t send pics, that’s not my style
You had your chance, but I’m moving on with a smile
Oder
Not the rizzler
You’re not the one, just a pretender
Thought you were special, but you’re just a player
Talking all big, but you're lost in the game
Boy, you're nothing, it's all just the same
You thought you had me, but I’m walking away
No more lies, no more games you play
I don’t need you, I’ve learned the truth
I’m moving forward, finding my own proof
ODER:
Not the rizzler
You’re just a wannabe player
Thought you had it all, but you ain’t no slayer
Talking big game, but you’re all talk
I’m moving up, you’re stuck in that block
You thought you could break me, but I’m too fly
Boy, I’m rising, watch me reach the sky
No more drama, no more lies
I’m living my life while you’re stuck in disguise
Oha das is ja mal Mega geill