Faith

I gave you my heart but it wasn't enough,
Cause I had faith in you faith in me and us,
But now I'm keepin' my hands to my body,
Better get used to me dancing alone,
Dancing alone at the parties!

Yeah... 2, 3, 4...
So dance if you wanna go dance,
Fly around the country zoned in a trance,
Like I was when you said we wouldn't last,
Ain't tryina bring up the past but no green on the grass,
In this ski mask with my trench coat,
Got me feelin' like the Matrix,
And these space trips got my pockets on fleek,
And I see these skeptics hate this, aye!
All they see is a white dude with an attitude,
That critic's view that cuss a lot with bright tattoos,
Drinking absolute in the afternoon,
Them jello shots enlighten the mood,
Dance moves gon' brighten the room,
Cotton mouth got me hella thirsty,
Ima wild boy like a throwback Thursday, aye!
Yeah I'm feeling that way ooh aye,
Feeling that way today aye,
Feeling that way hooray aye,
And I ain't never gonna come down,
I ain't ever gonna dumb down,
But it's over your head like the fray aye,
Used to be my song when I thought I was wrong,
It's the picture I portray, yeah!
Stuck in my groove rhythm and blues,
Nothing to lose fill in the clues,
Paying my dues I'm praying for views,
Clearly improved gon' put us on soon aye,
Yeah that's the vibes four one oh go stand up,
I'm keeping faith in the vision as
I'm breaking out these handcuffs, ooh!

I gave you my heart but it wasn't enough,
Cause I had faith in you faith in me and us,
(Faith in me and faith in you and faith in us, aye!)
But now I'm keepin' my hands to my body,
Better get used to me dancing alone,
Dancing alone at the parties!

Yeah, yo.
Girl I'm at the parties I'm on stage,
My glass back I'm too turnt,
It's that hashtag with that OverLooked,
On the back strap of her new shirt,
She love the merch she dig the sound,
Know every word like she wear the crown,
She higher than the NASDAQ posed for the snapchat,
Hit me with the link said here's the cash app,
I said nah whoa I ain't playing no games,
And I hate that shit that's a fact,
They get a chip on they shoulder they get a few likes,
Now they think they know how to act,
I ain't tryina be rude you should cut the tude',
Just keep faith and work harder,
And stay humble,
Cause shakin' that ass on the gram ain't getting you farther, no!
You tried to give me your heart,
You said the home got rough,
When you grinding like me and you believe you'll succeed,
Every sacrifice ain't enough,
I used to fantasize about this stuff,
Like the satellite to this truck,
With my voice in the speakers,
She know I'm a keeper,
She'd feature if we could fuuuu, aye!
Hold up wait a minute,
I'm supposed to keep this shit clean,
And I'm sipping long islands a moment of silence,
I'm trying to get in them jeans aye,
Tryina get with them dreams,
It ain't as easy as it seems,
I'm betting it'll take off hoping it'll pay off,
Grind season can't afford to take a day off, ooh!

I gave you my heart but it wasn't enough,
Cause I had faith in you faith in me and us,
(Faith in me and faith in you and faith in us, aye!)
But now I'm keepin' my hands to my body,
Better get used to me dancing alone,
Dancing alone at the parties!



Credits
Writer(s): Gregory Matthew Myers, Tunna Beatz, Michelle Hansson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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