Maybe Lyrics
| Song | Maybe |
| Artist | London Yellow |
| Album | Grow Up |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : LONDON FESTA |
| [00:00.90] | 作词 : London Shayvaun Festa |
| [00:01.80] | My people switch up |
| [00:03.54] | They think I made it, started acting different |
| [00:05.73] | Cold and distance |
| [00:06.70] | Something ain't right |
| [00:07.67] | What the fxck am I missing? |
| [00:08.93] | All this food to cook but there ain't no one inside my kitchen |
| [00:11.70] | Maybe it's lies from all these broken women |
| [00:14.29] | Telephone |
| [00:15.19] | Happy I never locked my heart away |
| [00:17.01] | I knew something was wrong |
| [00:18.14] | Y'all ain't even talk to me |
| [00:19.64] | As simple as stopping, picking up the phone and calling me (Hello?) |
| [00:23.63] | Or maybe it's jealousy |
| [00:24.87] | But why would they envy me? |
| [00:26.57] | I share my food, money, platform and entity |
| [00:28.81] | How the fxck my home dogs turn into my enemies? |
| [00:32.59] | Used to think it was now |
| [00:34.35] | 'Till we're fed to the centipedes |
| [00:35.76] | Maybe they wanted more than what I could give |
| [00:38.21] | If that's the case, don't know what to say but, what gives? |
| [00:40.48] | Maybe I'm just too cringe |
| [00:42.43] | It really be your own friends |
| [00:43.96] | I wish that I could close the door and listen in |
| [00:46.01] | I wonder what they say when I'm not around to give my two cents |
| [00:49.95] | Got almost everything I want |
| [00:51.50] | But something ain't right |
| [00:52.63] | Still sleeping through the day up |
| [00:54.05] | Thinking through the night like: |
| [00:55.65] | "How come I'm the nigga that always get cut off? |
| [00:58.47] | When these people do me crazy, and I still forgive them all." |
| [01:01.43] | Imagine the type sh!t that would have me appalled |
| [01:04.47] | Y'all, if I spilled beans, it would break jaws |
| [01:07.85] | I keep it to myself |
| [01:09.28] | The same people exploited me |
| [01:10.88] | Put my anger on the shelf |
| [01:12.28] | I swear to god that it poisons me |
| [01:13.68] | Don't be surprised if I lose my mind |
| [01:16.84] | Go on a spree, whoop-de-dah-dee |
| [01:19.14] | Leave no one behind |
| [01:20.76] | I'm sick of all the fake smiles and the lies |
| [01:23.28] | Please, tell me how it is b!tch |
| [01:25.18] | Drop your disguise |
| [01:26.65] | Getting sick of "Fame and Fortune" |
| [01:28.62] | Should've stayed "poor" and died |
| [01:29.81] | If I was offered this man |
| [01:31.15] | I would've declined |
| [01:32.91] | But as far as you're concerned I'm living life and I'm doing fine |
| [01:35.96] | Typical |
| [01:37.03] | The sun's coming up, it's time to close the blinds |
| [01:39.13] | I'm tired of being nice |
| [01:40.94] | I'mma start being blunt as fxck |
| [01:42.13] | And rude as sh!t |
| [01:43.30] | I wrote it in the song so that I don't forget |
| [01:45.18] | I ain't letting nothing slide again |
| [01:47.14] | And I'mma pull your card, you fxcking retard |
| [01:49.68] | You'll regret the moment that you shifted yards |
| [01:52.21] | This goofy nigga going giving garsh |
| [01:54.06] | Harsh |
| [01:55.23] | Goddamn |
| [01:55.66] | Should have shown respect from the start |
| [01:57.69] | Now I'm in the dark |
| [01:59.48] | And I'm under dirt |
| [02:00.24] | I'm still breathing |
| [02:00.94] | Running out of air, you feel your fxcking soul leaving |
| [00:00.00] | zuo qu : LONDON FESTA |
| [00:00.90] | zuo ci : London Shayvaun Festa |
| [00:01.80] | My people switch up |
| [00:03.54] | They think I made it, started acting different |
| [00:05.73] | Cold and distance |
| [00:06.70] | Something ain' t right |
| [00:07.67] | What the fxck am I missing? |
| [00:08.93] | All this food to cook but there ain' t no one inside my kitchen |
| [00:11.70] | Maybe it' s lies from all these broken women |
| [00:14.29] | Telephone |
| [00:15.19] | Happy I never locked my heart away |
| [00:17.01] | I knew something was wrong |
| [00:18.14] | Y' all ain' t even talk to me |
| [00:19.64] | As simple as stopping, picking up the phone and calling me Hello? |
| [00:23.63] | Or maybe it' s jealousy |
| [00:24.87] | But why would they envy me? |
| [00:26.57] | I share my food, money, platform and entity |
| [00:28.81] | How the fxck my home dogs turn into my enemies? |
| [00:32.59] | Used to think it was now |
| [00:34.35] | ' Till we' re fed to the centipedes |
| [00:35.76] | Maybe they wanted more than what I could give |
| [00:38.21] | If that' s the case, don' t know what to say but, what gives? |
| [00:40.48] | Maybe I' m just too cringe |
| [00:42.43] | It really be your own friends |
| [00:43.96] | I wish that I could close the door and listen in |
| [00:46.01] | I wonder what they say when I' m not around to give my two cents |
| [00:49.95] | Got almost everything I want |
| [00:51.50] | But something ain' t right |
| [00:52.63] | Still sleeping through the day up |
| [00:54.05] | Thinking through the night like: |
| [00:55.65] | " How come I' m the nigga that always get cut off? |
| [00:58.47] | When these people do me crazy, and I still forgive them all. " |
| [01:01.43] | Imagine the type sh! t that would have me appalled |
| [01:04.47] | Y' all, if I spilled beans, it would break jaws |
| [01:07.85] | I keep it to myself |
| [01:09.28] | The same people exploited me |
| [01:10.88] | Put my anger on the shelf |
| [01:12.28] | I swear to god that it poisons me |
| [01:13.68] | Don' t be surprised if I lose my mind |
| [01:16.84] | Go on a spree, whoop-de-dah-dee |
| [01:19.14] | Leave no one behind |
| [01:20.76] | I' m sick of all the fake smiles and the lies |
| [01:23.28] | Please, tell me how it is b! tch |
| [01:25.18] | Drop your disguise |
| [01:26.65] | Getting sick of " Fame and Fortune" |
| [01:28.62] | Should' ve stayed " poor" and died |
| [01:29.81] | If I was offered this man |
| [01:31.15] | I would' ve declined |
| [01:32.91] | But as far as you' re concerned I' m living life and I' m doing fine |
| [01:35.96] | Typical |
| [01:37.03] | The sun' s coming up, it' s time to close the blinds |
| [01:39.13] | I' m tired of being nice |
| [01:40.94] | I' mma start being blunt as fxck |
| [01:42.13] | And rude as sh! t |
| [01:43.30] | I wrote it in the song so that I don' t forget |
| [01:45.18] | I ain' t letting nothing slide again |
| [01:47.14] | And I' mma pull your card, you fxcking retard |
| [01:49.68] | You' ll regret the moment that you shifted yards |
| [01:52.21] | This goofy nigga going giving garsh |
| [01:54.06] | Harsh |
| [01:55.23] | Goddamn |
| [01:55.66] | Should have shown respect from the start |
| [01:57.69] | Now I' m in the dark |
| [01:59.48] | And I' m under dirt |
| [02:00.24] | I' m still breathing |
| [02:00.94] | Running out of air, you feel your fxcking soul leaving |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : LONDON FESTA |
| [00:00.90] | zuò cí : London Shayvaun Festa |
| [00:01.80] | My people switch up |
| [00:03.54] | They think I made it, started acting different |
| [00:05.73] | Cold and distance |
| [00:06.70] | Something ain' t right |
| [00:07.67] | What the fxck am I missing? |
| [00:08.93] | All this food to cook but there ain' t no one inside my kitchen |
| [00:11.70] | Maybe it' s lies from all these broken women |
| [00:14.29] | Telephone |
| [00:15.19] | Happy I never locked my heart away |
| [00:17.01] | I knew something was wrong |
| [00:18.14] | Y' all ain' t even talk to me |
| [00:19.64] | As simple as stopping, picking up the phone and calling me Hello? |
| [00:23.63] | Or maybe it' s jealousy |
| [00:24.87] | But why would they envy me? |
| [00:26.57] | I share my food, money, platform and entity |
| [00:28.81] | How the fxck my home dogs turn into my enemies? |
| [00:32.59] | Used to think it was now |
| [00:34.35] | ' Till we' re fed to the centipedes |
| [00:35.76] | Maybe they wanted more than what I could give |
| [00:38.21] | If that' s the case, don' t know what to say but, what gives? |
| [00:40.48] | Maybe I' m just too cringe |
| [00:42.43] | It really be your own friends |
| [00:43.96] | I wish that I could close the door and listen in |
| [00:46.01] | I wonder what they say when I' m not around to give my two cents |
| [00:49.95] | Got almost everything I want |
| [00:51.50] | But something ain' t right |
| [00:52.63] | Still sleeping through the day up |
| [00:54.05] | Thinking through the night like: |
| [00:55.65] | " How come I' m the nigga that always get cut off? |
| [00:58.47] | When these people do me crazy, and I still forgive them all. " |
| [01:01.43] | Imagine the type sh! t that would have me appalled |
| [01:04.47] | Y' all, if I spilled beans, it would break jaws |
| [01:07.85] | I keep it to myself |
| [01:09.28] | The same people exploited me |
| [01:10.88] | Put my anger on the shelf |
| [01:12.28] | I swear to god that it poisons me |
| [01:13.68] | Don' t be surprised if I lose my mind |
| [01:16.84] | Go on a spree, whoop-de-dah-dee |
| [01:19.14] | Leave no one behind |
| [01:20.76] | I' m sick of all the fake smiles and the lies |
| [01:23.28] | Please, tell me how it is b! tch |
| [01:25.18] | Drop your disguise |
| [01:26.65] | Getting sick of " Fame and Fortune" |
| [01:28.62] | Should' ve stayed " poor" and died |
| [01:29.81] | If I was offered this man |
| [01:31.15] | I would' ve declined |
| [01:32.91] | But as far as you' re concerned I' m living life and I' m doing fine |
| [01:35.96] | Typical |
| [01:37.03] | The sun' s coming up, it' s time to close the blinds |
| [01:39.13] | I' m tired of being nice |
| [01:40.94] | I' mma start being blunt as fxck |
| [01:42.13] | And rude as sh! t |
| [01:43.30] | I wrote it in the song so that I don' t forget |
| [01:45.18] | I ain' t letting nothing slide again |
| [01:47.14] | And I' mma pull your card, you fxcking retard |
| [01:49.68] | You' ll regret the moment that you shifted yards |
| [01:52.21] | This goofy nigga going giving garsh |
| [01:54.06] | Harsh |
| [01:55.23] | Goddamn |
| [01:55.66] | Should have shown respect from the start |
| [01:57.69] | Now I' m in the dark |
| [01:59.48] | And I' m under dirt |
| [02:00.24] | I' m still breathing |
| [02:00.94] | Running out of air, you feel your fxcking soul leaving |
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