Amine - Compensating (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Amine - Compensating (en) Lyrics
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Compensatin' for your feelings
And you know the feelin'
This is what you thought would heal it
But it makes you feel it
Tryin' things you thought
would cheer it
But you grow to fear it
Times, they come and go like spirits
(You good, T-Minus?)
I see these signs the clearest
And you know why (Yuh)
You've been fuckin' with me since
I was a small fry (True)
And your ex-man (Yuh), that's
my lil' guy (Yuh)
I know some niggas that'll kick
'em to the coast lines (True)
I'm a West Side nigga, we
don't show signs (No)
You got some fake friends, they
just toe lines (Yeah)
Text, I reply, baby, 'til
my phone die (Yeah)
You know he lied if a nigga
said he don’t lie (Ayy)
I fucked up once again (Yeah)
And you know that I’m never
too proud to beg (No)
It's hard to admit that I've
made my bed (Yeah)
And you know I'ma always wish
you the best (True)
Look, bitch, roll inside
the Benz (Yeah)
I fucked up once and I
got you bent (Uh-huh)
It's hard to admit that I've
made my bed (Uh-huh)
But you know I'ma always wish
you the best (Limbo)
Times, they come and go like spirits
Bad baby, from the back,
baby (Let's go)
I hurt her heart for spirits,
and it crash, baby (Skrrt)
I toast it up and pour it out
the glass, baby (Pour)
I tripled up, I doubled up, I ranned
it up, that fucked it up
The black and orange Aventador
like Daffy Duck (Skrrt)
I swerve Mercedes Benz 'cause
my credentials up (Yeah)
I told her, "I got my millions up,
these racks, baby" (Racks)
This song is hard as goosebumps,
rash, baby (Racks)
I'm scorin' by the three,
Steve Nash, baby (Yeah)
A couple million fee, all
cash, baby (Yeah)
I eat a lil' cheese and
racks, baby (Ayy)
I eat a lil' cheese like
a snack, baby (Yeah)
The orange and black seats,
Daffy Duck (Ayy, ayy)
Five-leaf clover, better
luck (Geeked up)
Don't you ask, "Do I know
you?" never, yuh (Mmm)
I've been flyer than a pelican,
yeah (Let's go)
You've been givin' niggas surgical
head (You've been)
You've been eatin' out a young
nigga flesh (You've been)
You might win the key to
my chest (You've been)
You might win, give young
nigga head (You've been)
You might win the key to my chest
You might win the key
to my chest (Ayy)
I fucked up once again
And you know that I’m never
too proud to beg
It's hard to admit that
I've made my bed
And you know I'ma always
wish you the best
Look, bitch, roll inside the Benz
I fucked up once and I got you bent
But you know I'ma always wish
you the best (Yeah)
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