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High School Reunion, Prom (feat Lil Uzi Vert)

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作曲 : Carlos St. John/Christopher N'quay Rosser/Lee Stashenko/Symere Woods 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