Fredy - A Love Letter You'll Never Get lyrics

[Fredy - A Love Letter You'll Never Get lyrics]

Grips on your waist, front way, back way
You know that I don't play
Streets not safe but I never run away
Even when I'm away oti, oti
There's never much love when we go OT
I pray to make it back in one piece
I pray, I pray

Yeah, you’re always in my head
Sometimes I can’t even rest
Just the thought of losing you
Yeah, that shit gets me depressed
So I’m writing you this song
Maybe we can make amends?
I’m just tired of the pain
I'm just tired of the stress
I’m just tryna be your friend
When is this gon’ end? ‘cause I
Miss the way we text
And shit hasn’t been the same
Ever since you fucking left


I can’t put my heart to rest
But I’m wishing you the best

Grips on your waist, front way, back way
You know that I don't play
Streets not safe but I never run away
Even when I'm away oti, oti
There's never much love when we go OT
I pray to make it back in one piece
I pray, I pray

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