F.O.M.O.

I've laid eyes on ya baby
And there's no place i'd rather be than right here with you
My friends might say I'm crazy
But they don't understand us as well as we do

And it might sound cliche
But I'm caught up in your arms
And I don't wanna run away
This don't happen everyday
So when love is the air
You better catch it
Before it disappears

I don't wanna run away from again
And I don't wanna fuck it up
Playing games
I'm gonna roll the dice
Want you in my life
My appetite
I'm curving it
I got a real problem with missing out
Yea
A fear of missing out yea

I don't wanna run away from again
And I don't wanna fuck it up
Playing games
I'm gonna roll the dice
Want you in my life
My appetite
I'm curving it
I got a real problem with missing out
Yea
A fear of missing out yea

You got the juice
I got the sauce
Together we boss
We make a good team
Ego aside
Down for the ride
Flight or red eye
Cause we catching our dreams
And yea you got that bomb pussy baby
And your flavor mad dynamic
We can spend hours out in hammock
Being natural
Love so romantic
You said you never met anybody like me
Well that makes two of us
So what it 'gon be
Don't wanna rush too fast
But don't wanna lose this speed
Yea Yea
Don't wanna rush too fast
Don't wanna lose this speed

I don't wanna run away from love again
And I don't wanna fuck it up
Playing games
I'm gonna roll the dice
Want you in my life
My appetite
I'm curving it
I got a real problem with missing out
Yea
A fear of missing out yea

I don't wanna run away from love again
And I don't wanna fuck it up
Playing games
I'm gonna roll the dice
Want you in my life
My appetite
I'm curving it
I got a real problem with missing out
Yea
A fear of missing out yea



Credits
Writer(s): Rudolph Walker Iii
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