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lirik lagu tired of being single – payroll giovanni

[intro]
h*llo, yeah, n*gga, i’m back single, it’s time to ball
n*gga, let’s get out here, where you at, n*gga?
n*gga, i’m ‘bout to pull up, n*gga, come outside, n*gga

[verse 1]
my girl broke up with me, i don’t give a f*ck (i don’t give a f*ck)
called the dealership, i’m ‘bout to get a truck (a rolls truck)
went to see gary, and then he lit me up (yuh)
called my n*ggas like i’m back, let’s f*ck the city up (i’m back)
stacks in my pocket, i’ll blow it all (f*ck it)
first things first, i gotta hit the mall (yeah)
stepped in louis, and i bought a whole bunch of sh*t
needed some new fits to match with this new kit (you know)
hoes on my d*ck, ladies on my head
i’m out danglin’ еvery night, spendin’ h*lla brеad
she must be doin’ her, ‘cause she don’t text or call
sh*t, i don’t give a f*ck, i’m gon’ have a ball (have a ball)
walk up in the club, i can have ‘em all (which one?)
ten bottles, five hoes, just me and my dog
another night, another suite (another suite)
guess i’m just gettin’ used to how things for me about to be (about to be)

[interlude]
h*llo, yeah, dog, i’m hungover, man
how the f*ck you runnin’ around right now?
sh*t, i can’t take it, dog
these hoes so irritatin’, man
keep callin’ my f*ckin’ phone
i don’t wanna talk to these hoes
you goin’ out again tonight?
i can’t keep takin’ this sh*t, man
[verse 2]
livin’ the single life, guess this what i’m missin’
man, i don’t even like these h*lla easy b*tches
feel like i’m degradin’ myself
f*ckin’ with these hoes that’ll f*ck with the help
i want my lady back, but she ain’t f*ckin’ with me
just spent a hundred on some ice, it didn’t mean nothin’ to me (don’t care about this sh*t)
just made $30k in one day (one day)
but got n0body to call and even celebrate
hoes on my head, blowin’ up my phone
ain’t tryna be rude but just leave me alone
i know who i want, and it ain’t y’all
but when i had her, sh*t, i thought i was missin’ it all
hit the bar with my older homies, grabbed a drink (what up though?)
they even tellin’ me they sick of all these same freaks
listenin’ to my heart, it’s sayin’ make it right (make it right)
was ‘bout to text her but my pride put up a f*ckin’ fight

[interlude]
man, i can’t text her, man, like d*mn
f*ck that though, i’m hurtin’, i got…
nah, nah, don’t do that, don’t do that
sick of this sh*t

[chorus]
i’m tired of bein’ single, i’m tired of bein’ single
i’m tired of bein’ single, man, i’m sick of this sh*t
i’m tired of bein’ single, i’m tired of bein’ single
i’m tired of bein’ single, man, i’m sick of this sh*t
[verse 3]
i can’t deny it, man, i miss her so much
didn’t wanna bow down, but at this point, i don’t give a f*ck
gotta listen to my heart and just keep it g
be real with myself, this single sh*t ain’t me
wrote her a text, but she was cold as ice (d*mn)
now, i’m hurt, i can’t describe what the feelin’ like
i look up to god, like lord, make it right (please)
you can keep the single life, i rather have a wife
i gotta put in work, i gotta sacrifice
and if i get her back, i gotta keep her bright her whole life (whole life)
what if she got somebody else?
then, i’m stuck f*ckin’ with hoes i don’t like or bein’ by myself
reached out again, we had a long talk
poured my heart out, i pray i got my point across
gave her a hug, we held each other tight
n*gga, you love that girl? you go and make it right

[interlude]
h*llo, yeah, i’m chillin’ tonight, dog
i got her back, man
i ain’t f*ckin’ around no more, man
nah, i ain’t flippin’ the script, man
i’m just on some other sh*t, dog, you know?
that sh*t ain’t for a n*gga, man
f*ck that single sh*t, dude
you gotta switch all this sh*t up, man, for real, dog
n*gga, get your girl back, n*gga, f*ck that
these hoes ain’t ‘bout sh*t, dude, for real

- payroll giovanni

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