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pertinence - standards lyrics

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[intro]

mhm mhm mhm mhm mhm mhm aha
september 21st mhm
god d+mn
on my phone i had just left work
god d+mn
told me she was feeling alone
my bad
you ain’t never gonna be home to raise a family
yes i need a man who’s willing to drive a camry
dinner on the table and helping me stock the pantry
i’m sick of taking these plan b’s
i don’t need a man who’s running around signing panties
stuck inside the trance doing trends for the cameras
painting on the canvas instead of painting memories
caught inside the antics, the evils of los angeles
yes i’m gonna grieve but listen boy i got standards
mhm i got standard aha
she got standards
mhm mhm aha aha la di la di la da la da
she got+
she got standards aha

[chorus]
now i just puff pass
jet lag
every day bleeding
throw it back
news flash
sold my soul to +whistle+
new day
same ways
f+ck carpe diem
i could never let a women how to be him
cuz i
(cuz you what?)
i got standards mhm
i got standards aha
i got standards mhm mhm aha aha
my god
my son
my thug
my boy
don’t get involved with an insecure girl
cuz she gon’ break your heart my dog
i got a story

[verse 1]

it was high school fling
yeah we met inside the cafeteria
in between periods
she walked right past me
almost broke my neck
had to put my sh+t in a back brace
looking super feminine
she told me she liked my rap name
told her ima be a rockstar
she said that’s great
fell for her aura
my only supporter that day
two years later can’t convince her she my best friend
insecurities and plus she mmmm+
now i’m ranting
she knew i had dreams and i think for me she wanted them
but she knew she didn’t fit the picture
know she wanted to
(d+mn)
i tried to photoshop her in it
[bridge]

boy i’m sick of love i ain’t never bout to do that sh+t again
never ever ever ever never ever ever
boy i’m sick of love i ain’t never bout to do that sh+t again
never ever ever ever never ever ever

[chorus]

now i just puff pass
jet lag
every day bleeding
throw it back
news flash
sold my soul to (nuh uh)
new day
same ways
f+ck carpe diem
i could never let a women how to be him
cuz i
i got standards mhm
(aw sh+t)
i got standards aha
(tell ‘em man)
i got standards mhm mhm aha aha la di la di la da da
cuz i
i got standards aha
(i’m sorry, you’re relatively hot too)
[outro]

boy i’m sick of love i ain’t never bout to do that sh+t again
never ever ever ever never ever ever
boy i’m sick of love i ain’t never bout to do that sh+t again
never ever ever ever never ever ever



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