Luyện nghe bài hát Somebody Else

I been left
I coulda been
You're with death (Yeah)
Boy, you're flirting death
Tell me how you live with yourself
I'm fuckin' on somebody else...

Fuckin' on somebody else, else
Give this pussy to else, somebody else
I be fuckin' with somebody else, somebody
Give lovin' to somebody else, somebody else

1]
I can't it
How many have I told myself that I would leave
And still I ain't you
How many times Imma go back and forth and convince myself I really you
Fuck I'm done with that shit
I no use for excuses
So I may excuse you you come with that shit
Silly of you to think I go find me a new you
Cause yes I did you, but I was fine before I knew you
Yes I'm aware that was back a time ago
It won't take no time to get I'm tryin' to go
I'm just goin' get in that level up
But I need back them calls and that bezels chump
Sometimes I think to myself...

I shoulda been
I coulda crept
You're with death (Yeah)
Boy, you're flirting death
Tell me how you gon' live with
When I'm fuckin' on else...

Fuckin' on somebody else, else
Give pussy to somebody else, somebody else
I be fuckin' somebody else, somebody else
Give this to somebody else, somebody else

2]
I'm 'bout to move on to something that's bigger and
Wait, I hope that you know what I babe
I say it's bigger and better
At I was tryin' to forget ya
But now it seems it won't take nothin' but to forget you
Don't care if you fine the split up (No)
You only if I'm with ya (Whoa)
I'm pickin' up, on
I gave you chance chance
You doing wrong
Yeah, you doing wrong
Now I'm with somebody who do the things you can't do at all
You better Tyrone
Whatever you do, just call my phone
I got no answers for you
No chances and romantics for you, yeah
Now that I think it...

I shoulda left
I coulda been
You're flirting with (Yeah)
Boy, you're flirting death
Tell me how you gon' live with
When I'm on somebody else...

Fuckin' on else, somebody else
Give this pussy to somebody else, else
I be with somebody else, somebody else
Give this to somebody else, somebody else

When you about it, it's gon kill you
When you see me with him, it's gon you
When you think about it, gon' kill you
Straight to voicemail, gon' kill you
And screenshots, it's kill you
On Instagram those jeans on and no ring on
It's gon' you

Fuckin' on somebody else, else
this pussy to somebody else, somebody else
I be fuckin' somebody else, somebody else
Give this lovin' to else, somebody else

on somebody else, somebody else
Give this pussy to somebody else, else
I be fuckin' with somebody else, else
this lovin' to somebody else, somebody else