Sunsets
Just enough to make you love me (Yeah)
And just enough to make you leave (Yeah)
And just enough to make you hate me
Just enough to celebrate me
Just enough to give you whatchu need
Talkin' one man down
Uber downtown
You may not be my first
But I like what we got now
Reeking of the loud
Funny we don't make a sound
Yeah we smoke it by the paper
And we move it by the pound
But we could do a couple dates
Or we could go a couple rounds (Maybe)
Baby it don't mean a thing
I know word it get around
That I'm the nigga wit the juice
And I be leaning off the goose
Yeah I'm trippy off the red
And my favorite color blue
And all my dreams blue
That's why I light it up, yeah
It ain't hard to swallow
If I can sip it from my cup
Yeah this little light of mine
Make the night brighten up
Sinning in the city
Got ya eyes widened up (Yeah wassup baby)
And I'm vibin' off the buzz
Yeah I'm flying off the bud
Lookin at you
Falling in and out of love
So come on tell me some more lies
And maybe pour me something up
And I can treat you like you mines
So you can take me out this club
Yeah cause sunset skies (What it)
Never told me lies (Nah)
Head up in the clouds
And the colors sparked the high
Yeah dollar and a dream
Do whatever to get by (Whoa)
Money made the motive
And the motive changed your mind
Just enough to make you love me
And just enough to make you leave
And just enough to make you hate me
Just enough to celebrate me
Just enough to give you whatchu need
Now we two man down
Shots to the brain (No way)
Caught em by his doley
Yeah the other caught a stray (Okay)
But it don't mean a thing
Yeah we see it everyday (Goddamn)
So we gon' laugh until we cry
And we gon' dance the night away
So baby hold my keys (I ain't driving)
Do as you please
It ain't mines to keep
If I keep it on my sleeve
I got ya name and ya number
I'll be bumpin on ya bumper
Ion care whatchu give me
I just hope you show me something
Yeah cause you can go and take this
To your local mall gamestop
Pretty little pennies
For your pretty little brain-top
Stupid shit slap
Kung Lao with the brain chop
Gun show galore
Lil' baby let it bang out
Got a couple niggas goin nuts
Let'em hang out
Little boys and girls on the gram
Go insane now
I can tell you all about it
Shawty who you tryna be
I've been jumping over mountains
I been swimming cross the seas
Couple hundred un-reads
All they makeup on my T's
Call it what it is
But trust me it ain't what seem
You shoot for love and you get nothing
Shoot for lust you get enough
But don't let them feelings fool you
'Cause you get whatchu believe
Yeah you tryna ride the buzz up
Buttercup you gon' get stinged
You ain't sewing your own fabrics
Get you done up by the string
I ain't ever shake no cups
But this me begging for some change
Been a little on edge
Since the world been living strange
And just enough to make you leave (Yeah)
And just enough to make you hate me
Just enough to celebrate me
Just enough to give you whatchu need
Talkin' one man down
Uber downtown
You may not be my first
But I like what we got now
Reeking of the loud
Funny we don't make a sound
Yeah we smoke it by the paper
And we move it by the pound
But we could do a couple dates
Or we could go a couple rounds (Maybe)
Baby it don't mean a thing
I know word it get around
That I'm the nigga wit the juice
And I be leaning off the goose
Yeah I'm trippy off the red
And my favorite color blue
And all my dreams blue
That's why I light it up, yeah
It ain't hard to swallow
If I can sip it from my cup
Yeah this little light of mine
Make the night brighten up
Sinning in the city
Got ya eyes widened up (Yeah wassup baby)
And I'm vibin' off the buzz
Yeah I'm flying off the bud
Lookin at you
Falling in and out of love
So come on tell me some more lies
And maybe pour me something up
And I can treat you like you mines
So you can take me out this club
Yeah cause sunset skies (What it)
Never told me lies (Nah)
Head up in the clouds
And the colors sparked the high
Yeah dollar and a dream
Do whatever to get by (Whoa)
Money made the motive
And the motive changed your mind
Just enough to make you love me
And just enough to make you leave
And just enough to make you hate me
Just enough to celebrate me
Just enough to give you whatchu need
Now we two man down
Shots to the brain (No way)
Caught em by his doley
Yeah the other caught a stray (Okay)
But it don't mean a thing
Yeah we see it everyday (Goddamn)
So we gon' laugh until we cry
And we gon' dance the night away
So baby hold my keys (I ain't driving)
Do as you please
It ain't mines to keep
If I keep it on my sleeve
I got ya name and ya number
I'll be bumpin on ya bumper
Ion care whatchu give me
I just hope you show me something
Yeah cause you can go and take this
To your local mall gamestop
Pretty little pennies
For your pretty little brain-top
Stupid shit slap
Kung Lao with the brain chop
Gun show galore
Lil' baby let it bang out
Got a couple niggas goin nuts
Let'em hang out
Little boys and girls on the gram
Go insane now
I can tell you all about it
Shawty who you tryna be
I've been jumping over mountains
I been swimming cross the seas
Couple hundred un-reads
All they makeup on my T's
Call it what it is
But trust me it ain't what seem
You shoot for love and you get nothing
Shoot for lust you get enough
But don't let them feelings fool you
'Cause you get whatchu believe
Yeah you tryna ride the buzz up
Buttercup you gon' get stinged
You ain't sewing your own fabrics
Get you done up by the string
I ain't ever shake no cups
But this me begging for some change
Been a little on edge
Since the world been living strange
Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Defede
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