Mr. Postman
Mr. Postman

Saint Mora, Jae Chi - Mr. Postman Lyrics

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Mr. Postman Lyrics

Now wait a minute, wait, wait
Now wait a minute, wait, wait
Now wait a minute, Mr.Postman
I said "wait a minute Mr.postman please can I rant to you really quick"
I'm in my feelings, it's real bad 'cause I don't ever want to do shit and I can't feel
Never really knew how to take control
'Cause I never really knew how to healthy cope
Yeah I never really know when I overload it's like
I don't want to be the one to have to say it
Not gonna be the one to come around your broke ass on some lame shit
No validation for your faces, you manished boy I can't take it
You really think I'm playing but I assure you I ain't playing this time
When I wake up and you vanished and honestly them other boys
If they compete with me they can have it 'cause I'm not the type to be paranoid
Yes you hurt me but I'll never show, I'm a savage so I play it coy
Harass this ass if you want to, I got friends I might have to deploy
Them other bitches can have it and all the time that you waisted
Cause I been there and I done that, this channel is on the basic
Now I sit alone, and smoke my weed and get so fuckin faded
Fuck a compromise, I cannot become complacent, not complaisant
Like how the fuck can you sit there and lie through your fuckin teeth
Glad ya didn't fuck me
That's a fuckin relief
Sitting here thinking bout my mental like "Wow, damn"
I was fucking unstable, while hall was fucking under the table
And how the fuck could y'all do that?
On some real shit man you're too trash, had to stopped being friends because you knew that my emotions wasn't in tact so you
Took advantage, toxicity covered in dances
And as the time went on, this shit just got more messy
Manipulation at its finest, stop trying to sell, I won't buy it
Nothing to do with mileage, no exceptions, dude I'll deny it
"LOL, baby let me hit that"
Fuck out my face, you need to get back
I'm not a drug, can you quit that
I'm not coming to your kickback
Now wait a minute, Saint your a good kid
The only thing they got you is you fucked up
You may not see it now
But in the long run you know you really lucked up
Get the flow done, got your cash up
Starting new ventures, got your tax done
New confidence, get your back up
He ain't gone the first or the last one and you
Need to realize that you're better than that
All the struggles, thought you faced more treasure than that
He can't realize you'll be forever in tact just don't
Don't get hung up on a fucking play nigga
He ain't contribute to your fame nigga
Put you in a lot of fucking pain nigga, and
All that shit for the same nigga
And he ain't even cute, he a lame nigga
You don't even really like to date niggas
He thought your time was a game nigga but hey
That shit it's all done and said
That shit gets really hard when he fucks your best friend

Now wait a minute, wait, wait
Now wait a minute, wait, wait
Now wait a minute, Mr.Postman
I said "wait a minute Mr.postman please can I rant to you really quick"
I'm in my feelings, it's real bad 'cause I don't ever want to do shit and I can't feel
Never really knew how to take control
'Cause I never really knew how to healthy cope
Yeah I never really know when I overload it's like
I don't want to be the one to have to say it
Not gonna be the one to come around your broke ass on some lame shit
No validation for your faces, you manished boy I can't take it
You really think I'm playing but I assure you I ain't playing this time
When I wake up and you vanished and honestly them other boys
If they compete with me they can have it 'cause I'm not the type to be paranoid
Yes you hurt me but I'll never show, I'm a savage so I play it coy
Harass this ass if you want to, I got friends I might have to deploy
Them other bitches can have it and all the time that you waisted
Cause I been there and I done that, this channel is on the basic
Now I sit alone, and smoke my weed and get so fuckin faded
Fuck a compromise, I cannot become complacent, not complaisant
Like how the fuck can you sit there and lie through your fuckin teeth
Glad ya didn't fuck me
That's a fuckin relief
Sitting here thinking bout my mental like "Wow, damn"
I was fucking unstable, while hall was fucking under the table
And how the fuck could y'all do that?
On some real shit man you're too trash, had to stopped being friends because you knew that my emotions wasn't in tact so you
Took advantage, toxicity covered in dances
And as the time went on, this shit just got more messy
Manipulation at its finest, stop trying to sell, I won't buy it
Nothing to do with mileage, no exceptions, dude I'll deny it
"LOL, baby let me hit that"
Fuck out my face, you need to get back
I'm not a drug, can you quit that
I'm not coming to your kickback
Now wait a minute, Saint your a good kid
The only thing they got you is you fucked up
You may not see it now
But in the long run you know you really lucked up
Get the flow done, got your cash up
Starting new ventures, got your tax done
New confidence, get your back up
He ain't gone the first or the last one and you
Need to realize that you're better than that
All the struggles, thought you faced more treasure than that
He can't realize you'll be forever in tact just don't
Don't get hung up on a fucking play nigga
He ain't contribute to your fame nigga
Put you in a lot of fucking pain nigga, and
All that shit for the same nigga
And he ain't even cute, he a lame nigga
You don't even really like to date niggas
He thought your time was a game nigga but hey
That shit it's all done and said
That shit gets really hard when he fucks your best friend

Writer(s): Tazae Owens
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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