Aşking (feat. Sergio Valentino)

For all the times that you rained on my parade And all the clubs you get in using my name You think you broke my heart, oh, girl, for goodness' sake You think I'm crying on my own, well, I ain't And I didn't wanna write a song Cause I didn't want anyone thinkin' I still care, I don't, but You still hit my phone up And baby, I'll be movin' on I thought I found the right one One knew that how to treat me right I thought I found the real girl So sweet, Turkish delight Anyhow any type my type is every type Why so hard to find Hold on, she's gone Only know your lover when you let her go I'm tryna find my second home All I meet just hoes Don't call me bro, it's business here Good girl easy to see, hard to catch You said no to your dope match Millions dollar, million chats Deleted every pic from my mind I believe that check was fine My archive fall of dark vibes I'm so hard to find Chase a check never chase a bitch Ain't like you simping bitch I'm a top G, Andrew Tate Put me in the cage I, know how to get outta it Super lit, from Egypt, speaking Turkish siktir git With all due respect you just shit he's shit I'm the realest shit of all shit Fake friends, fake love, fake gs, no regrets Ya, you never said a word You didn't send me no letter That's better, that's better