AyySee x causemayham x The Weeknd - Hills скачать в хорошем качестве

AyySee x causemayham x The Weeknd - Hills

"The Hills" Written by Hamza Farooqi, Aiden Cundill, Abel Tesfaye, Emmanuel Nickerson, Carlo Montagnese, Ahmad Balshe Performed by AyySee, The Weeknd, Mayham Beat Prod. Illangelo, Mano Connect with The Weeknd:   / abelxo     / theweeknd     / theweeknd   http://www.theweeknd.com Original song: https://open.spotify.com/track/2HNcNd... Connect with me:    / causemayham     / causemayham     / causemayham     / retarded_circle     / ohfuckitsham   Connect with AyySee:   / ayyseeproductions      / @ayysee   ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Business Inquiries: causemayham@gmail.com ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Non-profit, non-monetized. Any ads applied to the video/music send revenue to the original artist's song. Lyrics from genius.com/mayham: [Verse 1: AyySee] Drunk at 1 PM that's how my shit goes (it's sinful) I wish I wasn’t me but ain’t that simple (a pinhole) I’m staring at my medals like this ‘int gold (it’s crisp though) I’m living like a coaster on them hill rolls (them hills fold) When I’m fucked up that’s the real me Well the me that I’m happy with, the real me When you see the problematic from the P.O.V You wouldn’t be ecstatic, you’d fear me And I hate the fact I’m like a paperback Take the taper back, I’d be okay with that Make me relevant and I’ll pay it back Won’t drink it away but in case of that. (drink) [Chorus] I only call you when it's half past five The only time that I'll be by your side I only love it when you touch me, not feel me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, yeah I only call you when it's half past five The only time I'd ever call you mine I only love it when you touch me, not feel me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, babe [verse 2: Mayham]: Last year, I asked who you were A masterpiece and I forgot you swerved A catastrophe like you smashed the curb Cause your drive's intense, even asked your girls When she called his phone, never answered her So you left for me cause your "man's a jerk" Didn't know your price so he passed the urge Didn't know double entendre what her ass is worth Cause I left her numb like I snatched a nerve Cheating on him, was that deserved? But she never knew he set a trap for her Always knew he was a bat for her The passion, work, never seen though She fell hard and bit dirt like a mean hoe No pun intended but I'll leave girls Hanging off of a tree, why love me girl Always said she would let hope in I guess "hope" is a guy, cause her legs' open In her head, knows it, she's a yep, hoe bitch Always said that she felt broken I guess cheap things would break easy Kept tellin' him "I'll never leave you" Tells me "your next would never be me" Guess that's the point, she'll never be you Cause [Chorus] I only call you when it's half past five The only time that I'll be by your side I only love it when you touch me, not feel me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, yeah I only call you when it's half past five The only time I'd ever call you mine I only love it when you touch me, not feel me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, babe [Bridge] Hills have eyes, the hills have eyes Who are you to judge? Who are you to judge? Hide your lies, girl, hide your lies (Hide your lies, oh baby) Only you to trust, only you [Chorus] I only call you when it's half past five The only time that I'll be by your side I only love it when you touch me, not feel me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, yeah I only call you when it's half past five The only time I'd ever call you mine I only love it when you touch me, not feel me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, babe [Outro] Ewedihalehu Yene konjo, ewedihalehu Yene fikir, fikir, fikir, fikir Yene fikir, fikir, fikir, fikir