On the 18th!
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"I just can't anymore, I'm sorry"
Uh, yeah
On the 18th, at midnight, I was really blowing up your phone
Breakup over text, I can't forget, I was really thrown
Two-way street, baby girl, I hurt you, but I didn't know
True love may be real but in the end you gon' be alone
On the 18th (uh)
On the 18th (yeah)
On the 18th (alright)
On the 18th (woah)
On the 18th (okay)
On the 18th (on the 18th)
On the 18th (on the 18th)
On the 18th
I don't want you to take me, just know that I'm really sorry
Can't get her back with materials, not even a 'Rari
I'm gon' chase my dreams, shoutout God, even got a tat that's starry"Sum it all up" she said, had to move quick, baby, yeah, I'm sorry (yeah)
It must be about you and only you, thought I was the problem (the problem)
We gotta have conversations uncomfortable, you cannot just dodge 'em (heh)
But to hell with me, I'm the bad guy
At this point I gotta accept it (yeah)
I ain't even focus on my schoolwork, do you know how much I was affected? (no)
Do a silly rhyme while I rap about how I feel, that's my resolution
If you don't talk on what bothers you, then I'm gonna be left in confusion
Woulda pushed heaven and Earth to make it up, you had your conclusion (brret)
She said she gave a year, time running out, love was an illusion
All along, now I talk about her on a song
Said she love me more but not for long
Chasing other girls feels so wrong, 'cause I know my heart ain't right
Movin' left 'cause I ain't treat her right
Now we know whose love's finite
Name my choppa"Munch" 'cause he gon' bite
Time to black out, pour that wok in my Sprite
On the 18th, at midnight, I was really blowing up your phone
Breakup over text, I can't forget, I was really thrown
Two-way street, baby girl, I hurt you, but I didn't know
True love may be real but in the end you gon' be alone
On the 18th (on the 18th)
On the 18th (on the 18th)
On the 18th (on the 18th)
On the 18th (on the 18th)
On the 18th (on the 18th)
On the 18th (on the 18th)
On the 18th (on the 18th)
On the 18th
I don't want you to take me, just know that I'm really sorry
Can't get her back with materials, not even a 'Rari
I'm gon' chase my dreams, shoutout God, even got a tat that's starry"Sum it all up" she said, had to move quick, baby, yeah, I'm sorry (yeah)