Luyện nghe bài hát Somebody Else

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

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

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

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

Fuckin' on somebody else, somebody
Give this pussy to somebody else, else
I be with somebody else, somebody else
this lovin' 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 mean
When I say it's and better
At first I was to forget ya
But now it it won't take nothin' but time to forget you
Don't care if you fine with the up (No)
You only mine if I'm ya (Whoa)
I'm pickin' up, on
I gave you chance after
You kept wrong
Yeah, you kept wrong
Now I'm with who do the things you can't do with at all
You call Tyrone
Whatever you do, just don't my phone
I got no answers for you
No more and romantics for you, yeah
Now that I about it...

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

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

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

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

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