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Guitar Sounds (feat. NFL Jizzle) lyrics

Performer NeighborHood Pablo

Guitar Sounds (feat. NFL Jizzle) song lyrics by NeighborHood Pablo official

Guitar Sounds (feat. NFL Jizzle) is a song in English

We just hear guitar sound, she like how my heart sound
It go bomb, bo-bomb, bom-bomb Remember it was dark now, we can see the light
now I know the things you done
You can't fix paper when it's torn Rainbows come from storms

I'm still fixin' my form I wrote you this poem
I was nervous, sweaty palms It was dusk before dawn
I was blow before it shone Played these strings on my guitar
I been knew I was a star Way before I had a bar

Way before I had a car I was walkin' super far
I was cryin' in the dark Music comin' from my heart
I was tryna play my part But my soul was extra dark
I just want you to play with me

I was cryin' in the dark Music comin' from my heart
I was tryna play my part But my soul was extra dark
I was cryin' in the dark Music comin' from my heart
I was tryna play my part But my soul was extra dark

She said guitar sound, she like how my heart sound
It go bomb, bo-bomb, bom-bomb Remember it was dark now, we can see the light
now I know the things you done
My life is a war zone, you can hear the bomb go

Bomb, bo-bomb, bom-bomb She like how my voice sound
Pablo makin' noise now You should Louis V me
My life wasn't easy
Hit to a star in the dark Light under the door

We was at the store Prayed for less but wanted more
Like an eagle we soar Play my guitar, play my guitar
Play the strings on my heart
This shit wasn't easy im in they face like 3D

I know that you need me I just need you to please me
I don't have a heart, I lost it all You tried to leave me
And I won't try again Cause that's the scar that hurt me deeply
My heart go bomb, bo-bomb, bom-bomb

How you up and leave, I just was makin' you come
Reminiscing bout us fussing bout the things that I've done
And you know how I'm living, I come straight up out them slums
So fuck the hard times, we play with them choppers

I get in my feelings when I think about my pop
We just hear guitar sound She like how my heart sound
It go bomb, bo-bomb, bom-bomb Remember it was dark now, we can see the light now
I know the things you done

How you up and leave, I just was makin' you come
Reminiscing bout us fussing bout the things that I've done
And you know how I'm living, I come straight up out them slums
So fuck the hard times, we play with them choppers

I get in my feelings when I think about my pop
We just hear guitar sound She like how my heart sound
It go bomb, bo-bomb, bomb Remember it was dark now, we can see the light now
I know the things you done
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Writer: Sean Winston
Copyright: O/B/O DistroKid

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