Biografía:
Nació en Lexington, Kentucky el 6 de Febrero de 1993 y la llamaron "Tinashe" Jorgensen, que significa "Dios está con nosotros" en shona , por su abuelo. Pasó sus primeros años en DeKalb, Illinois , como una modelo de bebé, con sus dos hermanos menores, Thulani y Kudzai, pero, a los ocho años se mudó a Los Angeles, Los Angeles. Su padre es de Zimbabwe y su madre es caucásica. Para ella, según dice, la música fue su primer lenguaje. Es cinturón negro en taekwondo, tiene un perro (Jazz) y un gato.
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¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
[Intro]
E
Got it on smash
Hitmaka!
Yeah
[Chorus]
E
Never be the same
B
Won't trust you like I used to, yeah
Wake up in the morning
E
I can't fuck you like I used to, yeah
Never be the same
B
Won't trust you like I used to, yeah
Lay my top back, throw my problems out my new coupe
[Verse 1]
E
I know everything, but they don't
B
I've been on a wave they ain't on, no
Swerving lane to lane and it's paid for
E
I murder everything, nigga, case closed, yeah
Bitch I got my own cash, I do what I want to
B
I might do the whole dash, drive it like I want to
This shit too easy like a free throw, yeah
E
This shit might blow up like some C-4, yeah
[Pre-Chorus]
E
I had to let go
I'm in my bag bro
B
If it ain't about the cash flow
I'm sorry, gotta pass on
N.C. E
I gotta pass on you
[Chorus]
N.C.
Never be the same
B
Won't trust you like I used to, yeah
Wake up in the morning
E
I can't fuck you like I used to, yeah
Never be the same
B
Won't trust you like I used to, yeah
N.C.
Lay my top back, throw my problems on my new coupe
[Verse 2]
E
Ridin' down Hollywood I'm cruisin' (cruisin')
B
Can't be stagnant, gotta keep it movin' (movin')
I gave up all my love but you abused it (abused it, ooh)
E
Now you're just something I checked off my to-do list
Yeah you got your own bag, that ain't why I want you
E
I can pop my own tags, I can buy my own coupe
This shit too easy like a free throw, yeah
N.C. E
This shit might blow up like some C-4, yeah
[Pre-Chorus]
E
I had to let go
I'm in my bag bro
B
If it ain't about the cash flow
I'm sorry, gotta pass on
N.C. E
I gotta pass on you, yeah (pass on you, no, oh)
[Chorus]
N.C.
Never be the same
B
Won't trust you like I used to (oh, like I used to, no)
Wake up in the morning
E
I can't fuck you like I used to, yeah (like I used to)
Never be the same
B
Won't trust you like I used to, yeah (never be the same, no, no)
N.C. E
Lay my top back, throw my problems on my new coupe
[Outro]
B
I had to let go
Never touch you like I used to
N.C. E
I gotta pass on you
B
Oh, never be the same
It's such a shame
E
Got it on smash
Hitmaka!
Yeah
[Chorus]
E
Never be the same
B
Won't trust you like I used to, yeah
Wake up in the morning
E
I can't fuck you like I used to, yeah
Never be the same
B
Won't trust you like I used to, yeah
Lay my top back, throw my problems out my new coupe
[Verse 1]
E
I know everything, but they don't
B
I've been on a wave they ain't on, no
Swerving lane to lane and it's paid for
E
I murder everything, nigga, case closed, yeah
Bitch I got my own cash, I do what I want to
B
I might do the whole dash, drive it like I want to
This shit too easy like a free throw, yeah
E
This shit might blow up like some C-4, yeah
[Pre-Chorus]
E
I had to let go
I'm in my bag bro
B
If it ain't about the cash flow
I'm sorry, gotta pass on
N.C. E
I gotta pass on you
[Chorus]
N.C.
Never be the same
B
Won't trust you like I used to, yeah
Wake up in the morning
E
I can't fuck you like I used to, yeah
Never be the same
B
Won't trust you like I used to, yeah
N.C.
Lay my top back, throw my problems on my new coupe
[Verse 2]
E
Ridin' down Hollywood I'm cruisin' (cruisin')
B
Can't be stagnant, gotta keep it movin' (movin')
I gave up all my love but you abused it (abused it, ooh)
E
Now you're just something I checked off my to-do list
Yeah you got your own bag, that ain't why I want you
E
I can pop my own tags, I can buy my own coupe
This shit too easy like a free throw, yeah
N.C. E
This shit might blow up like some C-4, yeah
[Pre-Chorus]
E
I had to let go
I'm in my bag bro
B
If it ain't about the cash flow
I'm sorry, gotta pass on
N.C. E
I gotta pass on you, yeah (pass on you, no, oh)
[Chorus]
N.C.
Never be the same
B
Won't trust you like I used to (oh, like I used to, no)
Wake up in the morning
E
I can't fuck you like I used to, yeah (like I used to)
Never be the same
B
Won't trust you like I used to, yeah (never be the same, no, no)
N.C. E
Lay my top back, throw my problems on my new coupe
[Outro]
B
I had to let go
Never touch you like I used to
N.C. E
I gotta pass on you
B
Oh, never be the same
It's such a shame
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