Some Type of Way (feat. Trinity)
You got me feeling some type of way
The type of feeling I couldn't explain
You take them shit days and make em feel great
Can't imagine my life any other way
Ripped knee denim jeans
And a black V-Neck Tee
With converse on your feet
Plus yo smile it would gleam
Aye
I'm a patient guy, We can take our time
Ain't in a rush to be on yo side
Unlike these guys who ambush yo sight
I sit here like why, they cry and they wine
They realized that they screwed up their life
That is alright, I got you as my wife
That pretty little dime who never gets high
Imma take you out, Imma show you off, woah
Buy you what you want, who cares what it costs, aye
Come on baby, let's dance this night away, aye
Hold up baby, don't get too cray cray, aye
You are something I need everyday, aye
Quit your playing, you know you're everything
You got me feeling some type of way
The type of feeling I couldn't explain
You take them shit days and make em feel great
Can't imagine my life any other way
Hey dre, wish you would've stayed
Hey dre, what happened to that date
Had my skip a beat everyday
You stay switching up, but I still stayed the same
It's okay, we had to part our ways
Fuck you lame, I'm gonna make my own fame
You want my kids, but never wanted me
You were my dream, yeah my every fantasy
You split my heart like Moses and the seas
Look at me, don't you see I'm incomplete
You got me feeling some type of way
The type of feeling I couldn't explain
You take them shit days and make em feel great
Can't imagine my life any other way
The type of feeling I couldn't explain
You take them shit days and make em feel great
Can't imagine my life any other way
Ripped knee denim jeans
And a black V-Neck Tee
With converse on your feet
Plus yo smile it would gleam
Aye
I'm a patient guy, We can take our time
Ain't in a rush to be on yo side
Unlike these guys who ambush yo sight
I sit here like why, they cry and they wine
They realized that they screwed up their life
That is alright, I got you as my wife
That pretty little dime who never gets high
Imma take you out, Imma show you off, woah
Buy you what you want, who cares what it costs, aye
Come on baby, let's dance this night away, aye
Hold up baby, don't get too cray cray, aye
You are something I need everyday, aye
Quit your playing, you know you're everything
You got me feeling some type of way
The type of feeling I couldn't explain
You take them shit days and make em feel great
Can't imagine my life any other way
Hey dre, wish you would've stayed
Hey dre, what happened to that date
Had my skip a beat everyday
You stay switching up, but I still stayed the same
It's okay, we had to part our ways
Fuck you lame, I'm gonna make my own fame
You want my kids, but never wanted me
You were my dream, yeah my every fantasy
You split my heart like Moses and the seas
Look at me, don't you see I'm incomplete
You got me feeling some type of way
The type of feeling I couldn't explain
You take them shit days and make em feel great
Can't imagine my life any other way
Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Lopez
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