Songtext von Seven Years

Rival (rival) And I ain't even do nun' You're the one who came back sayin' you would prove somethin' But, you never proved nothin', just that you was phony You came with the taco truck, ain't really tryna hold me Seven years, seven years, we're in love crunching numbers You really thought that we would go get married by the summer Ooh, that's shit's a bummer, I mean, sike You was talking love I wasn't even sure 'bout, like I mean fuck all of the history, ain't mean shit to me It ain't mean to shit to you when you did what you did to me I thought that we was fi-I-I-ine Now you start to feel threatened, crossing lines