Baby, it's over
What can I do? (F*ck)
Baby knowin' how I feel about you
There's just something f*ckin' real about you
No one's hands fit like yours do
I'm tired of the searching
For something like us
All my niggas know the deal about you
Wanna see me moving on without you
They don't know bout love
I've been through too many shots
And a couple of thoughts but they
Don't feel as warm as our home
I've been through too many drinks
I've had too much to think
I just might have to pick up this phone
Cuz these streets are too cold
Talkin' and talkin' and talkin' again
Just the beginning, it's never the end
Baby I told you we couldn't be friends
Cuz I'm bout that passionate action
Can't stop at halfway to magic
Look
Sippin' and sippin' and sippin' again
Know that I'm trippin' but that's where I am
As much as I want us to fly
Baby, it's over (over)
What can I do? (do)
Baby knowin' how I feel about you
There's just something f*ckin' real about you
No one's hands fit like yours do
I've been through too many shots
And a couple of thoughts but they
Don't feel as warm as our home
I've been through too many drinks
I've had too much to think
I just might have to pick up this phone
Cuz these streets are too cold"
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English
Baby, it's over
What can I do? (F*ck)
Baby knowin' how I feel about you
There's just something f*ckin' real about you
No one's hands fit like yours do
I'm tired of the searching
For something like us
All my niggas know the deal about you
Wanna see me moving on without you
They don't know bout love
I've been through too many shots
And a couple of thoughts but they
Don't feel as warm as our home
I've been through too many drinks
I've had too much to think
I just might have to pick up this phone
Cuz these streets are too cold
Talkin' and talkin' and talkin' again
Just the beginning, it's never the end
Baby I told you we couldn't be friends
Cuz I'm bout that passionate action
Can't stop at halfway to magic
Look
Sippin' and sippin' and sippin' again
Know that I'm trippin' but that's where I am
As much as I want us to fly
Baby, it's over (over)
What can I do? (do)
Baby knowin' how I feel about you
There's just something f*ckin' real about you
No one's hands fit like yours do
I've been through too many shots
And a couple of thoughts but they
Don't feel as warm as our home
I've been through too many drinks
I've had too much to think
I just might have to pick up this phone
Cuz these streets are too cold"
What can I do? (F*ck)
Baby knowin' how I feel about you
There's just something f*ckin' real about you
No one's hands fit like yours do
I'm tired of the searching
For something like us
All my niggas know the deal about you
Wanna see me moving on without you
They don't know bout love
I've been through too many shots
And a couple of thoughts but they
Don't feel as warm as our home
I've been through too many drinks
I've had too much to think
I just might have to pick up this phone
Cuz these streets are too cold
Talkin' and talkin' and talkin' again
Just the beginning, it's never the end
Baby I told you we couldn't be friends
Cuz I'm bout that passionate action
Can't stop at halfway to magic
Look
Sippin' and sippin' and sippin' again
Know that I'm trippin' but that's where I am
As much as I want us to fly
Baby, it's over (over)
What can I do? (do)
Baby knowin' how I feel about you
There's just something f*ckin' real about you
No one's hands fit like yours do
I've been through too many shots
And a couple of thoughts but they
Don't feel as warm as our home
I've been through too many drinks
I've had too much to think
I just might have to pick up this phone
Cuz these streets are too cold"
Writer: JOHAN SMITH
Copyright: Lyrics © TuneCore Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © TuneCore Inc.