Walk of Shame.
I never felt this good
You got me feelin' this way
I know you wish i could
But i cannot stay
I got my good suit on
From the night before
I can still taste your love
As i'm walkin' out the door
This ain't the walk of shame, hey
This ain't the walk of shame, hey
It never burned this good
We're floatin' in a haze
Higher than we should
Smiles on our face
There's only one thing left to do
Smoke this down
Throw on some funky shoes
Find some food in this town
This ain't the walk of shame, hey
This ain't the walk of shame, hey
It's about time that i step into the street and see the people
It's like i'm dancin' on the block when the beat go
Shoot a shot like i'm victor oladipo
Been gone for a little while comin' back home
Why you offended? blind to attention
Big i ride with the general, rhyme like i'm kendrick
No i'm not defensive i'm just mindin' my own damn agenda
Stay inside if your eyes are pretendin'
And if your heads cocked
Check yourself better see what your friends got
Do your friends wear gucci when the sun's out?
And do your friends do it different when they stoned? how?
Do they uber back home after a night out?
Not stay for a brunch and a second round?
Imma keep walkin' 'til i stop, don't stay in the box
There ain't no shame when i walk, whatchu say now?
Shame, hey
This ain't the walk of shame, hey
This ain't the walk of shame
You got me feelin' this way
I know you wish i could
But i cannot stay
I got my good suit on
From the night before
I can still taste your love
As i'm walkin' out the door
This ain't the walk of shame, hey
This ain't the walk of shame, hey
It never burned this good
We're floatin' in a haze
Higher than we should
Smiles on our face
There's only one thing left to do
Smoke this down
Throw on some funky shoes
Find some food in this town
This ain't the walk of shame, hey
This ain't the walk of shame, hey
It's about time that i step into the street and see the people
It's like i'm dancin' on the block when the beat go
Shoot a shot like i'm victor oladipo
Been gone for a little while comin' back home
Why you offended? blind to attention
Big i ride with the general, rhyme like i'm kendrick
No i'm not defensive i'm just mindin' my own damn agenda
Stay inside if your eyes are pretendin'
And if your heads cocked
Check yourself better see what your friends got
Do your friends wear gucci when the sun's out?
And do your friends do it different when they stoned? how?
Do they uber back home after a night out?
Not stay for a brunch and a second round?
Imma keep walkin' 'til i stop, don't stay in the box
There ain't no shame when i walk, whatchu say now?
Shame, hey
This ain't the walk of shame, hey
This ain't the walk of shame
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Writer(s): Cannon Cooley
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