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eddie villalta, owen deyoung, jacob fader - busy lyrics

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(owen deyoung)
strongarm music, brings you busy

by edward villalta, with help from owen deyoung and jacob fader

intro (edward villalta)

should’ve let me down easy
instead of saying that you’re busy
made me think i was in the end zone
but turned around and put me in the friend zone

verse 1 (edward villalta)
now i can’t breathe i feel like i’m in the ozone
now look
not much of a story teller, tell you something like this, screw it, resist, but here, been through it more times than many, try to do this sh-t for you but aren’t even worth a penny

pushed me back into the black, looked at me ready to attack, feeling turned and twisted, i always just existed, never thought to be persistent

now let’s just be realistic i really thought that i could fix it, but then you just left me for his sh-t

verse 2 (edward villalta)

in the end you were my friend, i don’t understand why you had to pretend, it’s just hard to comprehend

i don’t know if i can take the pressure, take the heat, make this better but baby please

hah, nah wait f-ck that sh-t

verse 3 (edward villalta)
you’re just a b-tch, attached to people like a hitch, you’re worse than god d-mn bean dippin but he’s a f-ckin’ snitch, just shut the f-ck up and suck my c-ck, it’s not like your p-ssy was ever unlocked, like how do you get guys, all you do is tell lies, all you get is std’s probably because you f-ck for free

like i could walk down the street and get you to beat my meat, honestly you should accept defeat

after seeing your face it’s just a f-cking disgrace, made me want to spray my eyes with mace

and let’s get this sh-t straigh, i really thought our meeting was fate, but i guess i came too late, and you were just using me to wait

and after this i’ma retreat because i can’t handle a f-ckin’ cheat, seems like i can’t even go on the f-ckin’ streets, but whatever, your p-ssy is just a meet and greet, call these f-ckin’ bars bittersweet

i tried to put my life in color but all you did was make it duller, and i hear your p-ssy is a major seller, i didn’t know i was as blind as helen keller

verse 4 (edward villalta)
it seems like you’re the one with the lead, maybe i should just go smoke some weed, it would make me stop thinkin’ about your f-ckin’ greed, and how another dude has probably planted his f-ckin’ seed and rode you like he was your f-ckin’ steed

verse 5 (edward villalta)
i thought you seemed pretty nice and i’m sure you thought that about me too but apparently i didn’t suffice, well then b-tch i say f-ck you too

verse 6 (edward villalta)
she sucked on my c-ck, made you beat your own meat into a sock, my d-ck harder than a hawk, b-tches show up and they don’t even knock, i always f-ck her so hard i put her in shock, sh-t my pocket so heavy it feels like a rock, i don’t got time for your sh-t girl, i don’t got a clock, and i hurt your feelings cause i don’t give a f-ck

outro (edward villalta)
and now that i got this sh-t off my chest, hopefully now i can put it to rest, i can’t believe that i thought you were my f-ckin’ best, but i mean who would’ve guessed you would have left me for this mess

now this is done, gotta find a new quest, maybe it should be to get my life together like the f-ckin’ rest

- eddie villalta owen deyoung jacob fader lyrics

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