Tinashe - Cold Sweat

<!-- Page Code:VGluYXNoZSAgLSBDb2xkiFN3ZWF0iCA= --> (verse 1) i like bein' alone come on out here spend plenty of time on your own cause the city ain't kind other people who sign up for judgin' but can't take no complacent this ain't a place to be makin' friends they all got agendas there's eyes on your back fangs in your neck thinkin' i've been fienin' for a taste of this shit
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