Oliver Cronin - Complete Collection

SOMETHING BOUT YOU - sped up

Oliver Cronin - Speed Bump (Slowed + Reverb)

Lyrics:

Tell her one time
Why you play me like that
If you with me
Are you riding?
Are you loving me back

Tell her two time
I ain’t say it again
If you with me, then you with me
Till we right at the end

Tell her 3rd time
Said I wouldn't again
Now I'm looking in the mirror
Like we back here again

For the 4th time
Guess I’ll take all the blame
Can’t believe that I believed
You said you feeling the same

You in love with the life
I’m in love wit the games

Got me running, running back, I’m tryna give you my name
If you need a little distance
Imma give you a lot

Sorry I ain’t see your text
I’m in the club wit these thots

They all bouncin back and forth
Tryna make me throw my cash up

They could never love me, how you loved me
Now my cash up

Baby this ain’t me, all these drugs make me act up

You was there before, way before I had my stacks up

How could I forget
It's 2am in the club re-reading all our texts
Know I smell of bad decisions, got liquor all on my breath
And I’m sat here overthinking bout who you'll be lovin next

If it
Ain't me
Baby
Know you got it wrong
I know that you independent
I know you thinkin you strong
Ripping petals off of flowers, she love me, she love me not
Questions on top of questions, she questioning what she want

Tell her one time
Why you play me like that
If you with me
Are you riding?
Are you loving me back

Tell her two time
I ain’t say it again
If you with me, then you with me
Till we right at the end

Tell her 3rd time
Said I wouldn't again
Now I'm looking in the mirror
Like we back here again

For the 4th time
Guess I’ll take all the blame
Can’t believe that I believed
You said you feeling the same

Said well this time
It’s your last one left

Tell me what you want like it’s your last damn breath
Hate it when you play me
So I play you instead

If you
Keep fucking round I might go back to my ex

So now you bouncing back and forth
Tryna make me throw my cash up
They could never love me how you love me now my cash up

Now that I got my money they gon try and fuck my bag up
I don’t usually brag much
She’s face down and ass up

Tell her one time
Why you play me like that
If you with me
Are you riding?
Are you loving me back

Tell her two time
I ain’t say it again
If you with me, then you with me
Till we right at the end

Tell her 3rd time
Said I wouldn't again
Now I'm looking in the mirror
Like we back here again

For the 4th time
Guess I’ll take all the blame
Can’t believe that I believed
You said you feeling the same

One Time (feat. Oliver Cronin)

In outskirts dusted, cracked and worn, there lived a man named Eli,
A carpenter whose rugged hands had tilled beneath the burning sky.
His eyes, though aged with countless years, still held a restless flame,
A ghost of dreams once vivid, now subdued by dust and shame.

At dawn the fire cracked its bones, stale bread breathed heavy sighs,
The muezzin’s call would echo through the canyon’s silent cries.
Beneath a sun that kissed the earth with tongues of molten flame,
Each day repeated like a curse, yet nothing stayed the same.

Today the wind bore whispered tales across the arid street,
Of one who came from distant lands with wounds he chose to meet.
A man called Jesus—miracle-sung, whose touch could heal and save—
But burdened eyes betrayed a weight no mortal strength could brave.

Eli watched him approach the town; soft prints upon the sand—
A stranger cloaked in shadowed light who bore no sword or brand.
The folk drew near with whispered hope while Eli’s heart grew cold—
For in those haunted eyes he saw old battles dark and old.

Ten days beneath the ruthless sun—the hunger deep and bare—
Jesus stood alone in silence, shrouded more than clothing’s wear.
His cloak hung loose like broken wings; his skin as taut as drum;
A war between temptation’s grip and something far more glum.

The townsfolk came with crippled faith to beg for healing’s art;
Their shattered limbs and broken dreams lay heavy on their heart.
Yet Jesus turned away from all—the crowd dissolved to doubt—
Was this a prophet sent to save, or lies that whispers shout?

Eli felt within those depths the storm no eyes could see:
A fight for life beyond his own—a fierce new birth to be.
From ash of desert’s ruthless breath and trials forged unseen—
Would darkness yield to fragile dawn where hope might bloom between?

The dusty town lay hushed again—a place half left behind,
Yet stirred was something tender there—a seed within man’s mind:
Though barren land may crush the soul beneath its cruel reign,
New life clings tight within despair… waiting to rise again.

A Moment Between Temptations Grip and Something Far More Glum

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