High School Reunion, Prom (feat. Lil Uzi Vert)歌词
作曲 : Symere Woods/Carlos St. John/Lee Stashenko/Christopher N'quay Rosser
制作人 : f a l l e n/Quay Global
Cook that **** up Quay
Told Lee he'd be a millionaire
I'm eatin' meals outside with dinners in
I'm in the seat on the plane where the winners is
She ain't believe in love, just the benefits
I'm in the future, really I ain't tryna reminisce
Don't say you love me when you're only for percentages
Don't say you love me 'less you finish all my sentences
I'm only tellin' you my pain and my blemishes
Don't say you ride unless you ready know my enemies
I might change up, my nigga, I don't
Truth is a nigga don't love, so what for?
And low lights, a nigga gotta live the nights young
He gotta try some, he gotta love somebody, my love
Even if he need a little help, my love
Chanel black dresses for the stealth, my love
Feels so natural, I never felt, my love
It's toxic love, and I don't know nobody else
Said you was spyin' on the highway to Hell
You a whole movie, a whole ****in' film
So I kinda like it, but I'm lyin'
When I'm sick of fallin' in love
I'm sick of my heart broken, I'm scared of ****in' it up
Sleep with my eyes open, I'm scared of callin' it love
I'm scared of overdosin', I'm scared of fallin' in love
Done with my emotion
Every time I open my eyes
You're the first thing I see (I'm done with her emotions)
Wherever you are, it's the first place I wanna be
I been a rock-star, yeah (Hello?)
Foreign cars, I got too many foreign broads, yeah (Yeah)
Too much money, no, I don't barely talk, yeah (Nah)
I don't mess up my shoes, I don't barely walk, yeah (At all)
Inside is all red (All red), outside is so white though
Whip it up instead ('Stead), movin' all that white dough
I ain't talkin' 'bout the drugs, I'm talkin' 'bout the love
My pockets full of crips, my pink diamonds they look like bloods
Uh, now how could I focus?
When I'm sick of fallin' in love
I'm sick of my heart broken, I'm scared of ****in' it up
Sleep with my eyes open, I'm scared of callin' it love
I'm scared of overdosin', I'm scared of fallin' in love
Done with my emotion
We came too close to the edge now
We almost died last night
This champagne laced in regret now, I relapse every time
Your heart too hard to protect now, it hurts to watch you cry
My feelings mixed up right now
混音师 : Erik Madrid
母带工程师 : Colin Leonard
制作人 : f a l l e n/Quay Global
Cook that **** up Quay
Told Lee he'd be a millionaire
I'm eatin' meals outside with dinners in
I'm in the seat on the plane where the winners is
She ain't believe in love, just the benefits
I'm in the future, really I ain't tryna reminisce
Don't say you love me when you're only for percentages
Don't say you love me 'less you finish all my sentences
I'm only tellin' you my pain and my blemishes
Don't say you ride unless you ready know my enemies
I might change up, my nigga, I don't
Truth is a nigga don't love, so what for?
And low lights, a nigga gotta live the nights young
He gotta try some, he gotta love somebody, my love
Even if he need a little help, my love
Chanel black dresses for the stealth, my love
Feels so natural, I never felt, my love
It's toxic love, and I don't know nobody else
Said you was spyin' on the highway to Hell
You a whole movie, a whole ****in' film
So I kinda like it, but I'm lyin'
When I'm sick of fallin' in love
I'm sick of my heart broken, I'm scared of ****in' it up
Sleep with my eyes open, I'm scared of callin' it love
I'm scared of overdosin', I'm scared of fallin' in love
Done with my emotion
Every time I open my eyes
You're the first thing I see (I'm done with her emotions)
Wherever you are, it's the first place I wanna be
I been a rock-star, yeah (Hello?)
Foreign cars, I got too many foreign broads, yeah (Yeah)
Too much money, no, I don't barely talk, yeah (Nah)
I don't mess up my shoes, I don't barely walk, yeah (At all)
Inside is all red (All red), outside is so white though
Whip it up instead ('Stead), movin' all that white dough
I ain't talkin' 'bout the drugs, I'm talkin' 'bout the love
My pockets full of crips, my pink diamonds they look like bloods
Uh, now how could I focus?
When I'm sick of fallin' in love
I'm sick of my heart broken, I'm scared of ****in' it up
Sleep with my eyes open, I'm scared of callin' it love
I'm scared of overdosin', I'm scared of fallin' in love
Done with my emotion
We came too close to the edge now
We almost died last night
This champagne laced in regret now, I relapse every time
Your heart too hard to protect now, it hurts to watch you cry
My feelings mixed up right now
混音师 : Erik Madrid
母带工程师 : Colin Leonard
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