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Ry'lea - Letter 2 U Lyrics



Ry'lea - Letter 2 U Lyrics
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Meant to get this to you last night but it was getting kinda late
I guess I fumbled all sorts of shit that I tried to say
It's hard writing a poem now in this modern age
But it won't happen again I got no time to waste
You only down the road but feels like you live out of state
I know that sounded lazy but girl I'll find a way to you
Yeah get this letter made to you
Yeah and now it's looking like you'd probably overlook me now
The plot is cooking now
You stare at your phone and laugh a lot that's what we doing now?
No need to rub it in I got it all proportioned out
You should've left it alone instead you tore it down
How should I react to it
All these complications you make it complicated
That's what you told that boy back then what's his name again?
You said he's just a friend
Before we meet our ends
Was I worth more than him
(Ahh shit I shouldn't even write that)
I wouldn't think to sell nobody this crooked fairytale that we in
But look if you don't mind allow me to refresh your mind around where it begins
Aye should I remind you?
Alright It's crazy it was like you showed up on cue bodies would stare at you
Attention caught by the shoes you pull up in something cute
October ride around with you everywhere as my muse
I wasn't one to get jealous by "heys" and "how are you's" like baby
I ain't looking at women if it ain't you
But you was in love with all the attention they paying you
I'm lying? Say it ain't true
Always explained my views
You never seen me with women cause you was with other dudes
Damn that shit hurts when I say it
I'm Jalen Hurts if I'm playing
I'm getting used for the season
For me to lose in the end
Can't wait to see you again
I can't lie or pretend
I make music I know but
These ain't just words that I'm saying yeah
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English

Meant to get this to you last night but it was getting kinda late
I guess I fumbled all sorts of shit that I tried to say
It's hard writing a poem now in this modern age
But it won't happen again I got no time to waste
You only down the road but feels like you live out of state
I know that sounded lazy but girl I'll find a way to you
Yeah get this letter made to you
Yeah and now it's looking like you'd probably overlook me now
The plot is cooking now
You stare at your phone and laugh a lot that's what we doing now?
No need to rub it in I got it all proportioned out
You should've left it alone instead you tore it down
How should I react to it
All these complications you make it complicated
That's what you told that boy back then what's his name again?
You said he's just a friend
Before we meet our ends
Was I worth more than him
(Ahh shit I shouldn't even write that)
I wouldn't think to sell nobody this crooked fairytale that we in
But look if you don't mind allow me to refresh your mind around where it begins
Aye should I remind you?
Alright It's crazy it was like you showed up on cue bodies would stare at you
Attention caught by the shoes you pull up in something cute
October ride around with you everywhere as my muse
I wasn't one to get jealous by "heys" and "how are you's" like baby
I ain't looking at women if it ain't you
But you was in love with all the attention they paying you
I'm lying? Say it ain't true
Always explained my views
You never seen me with women cause you was with other dudes
Damn that shit hurts when I say it
I'm Jalen Hurts if I'm playing
I'm getting used for the season
For me to lose in the end
Can't wait to see you again
I can't lie or pretend
I make music I know but
These ain't just words that I'm saying yeah
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Writer: Darryl Moore
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Performed By: Ry'lea
Language: English
Length: 2:11
Written by: Darryl Moore

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