$500 Fine lyrics

by

Dominic Fike



[Chorus]
I get the feeling that I, I, I (I, I, I)
I could have made it work out, out, out (I, I, I)

[Verse 1]
If I didn't f*ck it up the first time, or the third time
If I paid attention to your work hours
And was there for your worst hours
If I didn't–
f*ck it up, ten times out of ten she took the fall
We took the long way down, hit the–
What's it called?
All childish things aside, I'm stuck here feelin' like

[Chorus]
I get the feeling that I, I, I (I, I, I)
I could have made it work out, out, out (I, I, I)

[Verse 2]
If I didn't f*ck it up the first time
First things first, I'm just lookin' out for my first child
Worst comes worst, I'll make it up on a holiday
Next December and text you actin' like I just remembered (Oh-oh)
Nine times out of the ten times we spent on, oh (Oh)
I was walkin' on eggshells, oh (Oh)
I was poppin' Naltrexone (Oh)
Tryna leave the women in the drugs alone (Oh-oh)
[Chorus]
I get the feeling that I, I, I (I, I, I) (Oh, oh)
I could have made it work out, out, out (I, I, I) (Oh, oh)
I get the feeling that I, I, I (I, I, I) (Oh, oh)
I could have made it work out, out, out (I, I, I) (Oh, oh)
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