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- INTRO: Hold up, hold up, hold up
- Why you all up in your feelings and shit?
- This night is ours so whatchu complainin' about?
- -----
- We hit it off hard - I'm not talking about that weak shit - we even stayed up past nine and usually I don't feel
- that shit, you got me buggin' but I - really can't lie, you make me feel special and you always wanna get high
- and you know i'm up for that shit cause really i be diggin' that, alright
- swear you're a wifey, how 'bout we hit it off, iight? alright--
- I don't fuck with forever and I promised myself love wont end up leaving ties, but with you I feel like I'm always
- high
- Baby, take my hand - there's no need to cry, 'cus when I'm with you "forever" flies by, I'm usually out chasing my
- dreams but you're always by my side, si-de
- i need to focus but i feel bl-ind, li-ed,
- you used to ease my mind, and made me feel fine, ight
- coldhearted, blurred lines, fantasize 'bout them fine nights
- cars out, stars out
- talk about them drive-ins
- co-mit -- (try to relate but you always 'bout that cake)
- au fait, shit, wait-
- (spoken word): fuck you mean 'bout that cake bitch? we ain't got no money--
- : nah nah nah, hold up, hold up.. this a song, we ain't gotta worry. dreamin cost no cents anyway.
- (laughter)
- : you right.
- alright, alright, alright- forever ain't my place
- so tonight lets fade away, forget 'bout them times when i almost forgot your name (he-y)
- play some music in like we're in utero
- no time for that weak ass shit, so stop talkin' bout the ti-me
- i
- had with you since day one, don't make me lose my temp-o, baby just try
- maybe then i won't lie, 'cus right now you really makin' me lose my mind, mi-nd- and...
- I-
- We hit it off high, laughter every night
- talk 'bout the past and always try to deny
- ho-w
- we were so difficult and always landing b-y
- the fact we can't make eachothers high fl-y
- -no more
- maybe- its an easy change
- just look at all the fame, nothing will ever have to move to change
- pray to god we're blessed and never have to use a plane
- to get us where we want
- cause babygirl- we don't want pain
- ...
- We hit it off hard- I'm not talkin bout that weak shit, we used to hangout, every night, to get high
- We hit it off hard- I'm not talkin bout that weak shit, fuck stayin on guard- we ain't fuckin with that meek shit.
- I- keep wasting my time, focus on the better then maybe i'll be less lies, lies
- (inspo from kyle/ispy, nwa/expressyourself, asapmob/yamborghinihigh) // not finished
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