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lirik lagu migraines – nerve (aus)

[verse 1]
swear it used to be love but now it’s all cold again
can’t tell if i’m a grown man or a young boy, but i’m still gettin’ older
where did the time go?
she cryin’ and pourin’ her heart out to me and i just got my eyes closed
this can’t be defined by all of that sh*t that you seein’ online though
this is deeper than that, deeper than rap
my life started with death, we could never bring him back
that’s just a fact, stab in the back
what sort of god would do this? but it is what is
that type of sh*t is gonna thicken your skin
and my mama took it straight to the chin
maybe that’s why i don’t get attached
girl of my dreams tellin’ me i’m a robot ’cause i can’t love her back
f*ck this, i’m done, back to the lab, won’t leave ’til i got that stack
run from it all ’til my lungs are bleedin’, f*ck love, but i want it back
’cause i wanna feel somethin’
too many times at home tryna work out how the f*ck do i function
sometimes this brain is a dungeon

[chorus]
she said i’m obnoxious (what?), heart full of that nonsense (what?)
swear i can’t love any more, but if she tryna kick it, then i got options
tryna buy time, but i don’t cop watches (what?)
aussie export like fosters
hop in the whip and boss it
still on lock with them hits i’m droppin’
still on lock ’til im in a coffin (what?)
heart full of that nonsense
swear i can’t love any more (what?), but if she tryna kick it, then i got options
tryna buy time but i don’t cop watches (what?)
aussie export like fosters (ha)
hop in the whip and boss it
still on lock with them hits i’m droppin’
still on lock ’til im in a— (ha)
[verse 2]
ayy, big nerve, big bopper (what?)
she workin’ both her lips and both her hands like sh*t was a whopper
i got ’em dancin’ screamin’ out “oppa”
ignorant sh*t, no time to be proper
from down under soundin’ all occa (what?)
all these dons a bunch imposters
you ain’t onto none of that, stop it
big boy like triple h, spin a whole crew like a figure eight
no time for a handout, no, i ain’t tryna comiserate (nah)
she said she wan’ come play (what?), but i swear she got fiancé
told her i ain’t got free time won’t stop still the bank big like andre
anyway, i’m busy just whippin’
all this chat ’bout him and her now
now everybody on my sh*t list
what i gotta do to fix it?
on my case like, “why you with that chick?
who’s this: your missus?”
i’m tryna get this in private, p*ss off, none of your business
you must be takin’ the p*ss if you think that i’m givin’ a sh*t
got these people around me all bickerin’, i see ’em whisper
come hop on a bit of this d*ck (ha)
just the tip, little b*tch
what it is, they say they love me but the don’t know what love is (uh)

[chorus]
heart full of that nonsense (what?)
swear i can’t love any more, but if she tryna kick it, then i got options
tryna buy time, but i don’t cop watches
aussie export like fosters
hop in the whip and boss it
still on lock with them hits i’m droppin’
still on lock ’til im in a coffin (what?)
heart full of that nonsense
swear i can’t love any more (what?), but if she tryna kick it, then i got options
tryna buy time but i don’t cop watches (what?)
aussie export like fosters (ha)
hop in the whip and boss it
still on lock with them hits i’m droppin’
still on lock ’til im in a—
[outro]
she want company, but
this ain’t love, she got no trust in me
’cause why trust in me?
only i trust in me
she want company, but
this ain’t love bit it still come for free
and she’ll come for me
yeah, she’ll come for me and
she want company, but
this ain’t love, she got no trust in me
’cause why trust in me?
only i trust in me

- nerve aus

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