god of the sunsets
It's been sometime you've been on my mind, baby
Mix your lemon with my sweet-ass lime, baby
I get too comfortable with you
Get too comfortable, yeah
I get too comfortable with you
Get too comfortable, yeah
Wait, I've been center stage all day
I don't meditate, I just pray
When I'm in my bag, it's so sad
You can see it all on my face
I've been walking down the same streets
If I'm getting bored, that's on me
Got my head deep in these beats
Figured that's the way we gon' eat
And I know it's some uh, we all heard
And I know my dreams sound absurd
And I if I fail, it's all on mе, all on me
I get too comfortable with you
Gеt too comfortable, yeah
I get too comfortable with you
Get too comfortable, yeah
Shit we did, I never tell, omertà
Two weeks in a row is unheard of
The way you givin' a ride is so perfect
So perfect, might unearth it
Hol' up
Girl, you know my daddy never showed up
High school bumping orange soda
I grew up never having your shoulder to cry on
It's been sometime you've been on my mind, baby
Mix your lemon with my sweet-ass lime, baby
I get too comfortable with you
Get too comfortable, yeah
I get too comfortable with you
Get too comfortable, yeah
(I get too comfortable with you)
(Get too comfortable, yeah)
(I get too comfortable with you)
(Get too)
It's been sometime you've been on my mind, baby
Mix your lemon with my sweet-ass lime, baby
Mix your lemon with my sweet-ass lime, baby
I get too comfortable with you
Get too comfortable, yeah
I get too comfortable with you
Get too comfortable, yeah
Wait, I've been center stage all day
I don't meditate, I just pray
When I'm in my bag, it's so sad
You can see it all on my face
I've been walking down the same streets
If I'm getting bored, that's on me
Got my head deep in these beats
Figured that's the way we gon' eat
And I know it's some uh, we all heard
And I know my dreams sound absurd
And I if I fail, it's all on mе, all on me
I get too comfortable with you
Gеt too comfortable, yeah
I get too comfortable with you
Get too comfortable, yeah
Shit we did, I never tell, omertà
Two weeks in a row is unheard of
The way you givin' a ride is so perfect
So perfect, might unearth it
Hol' up
Girl, you know my daddy never showed up
High school bumping orange soda
I grew up never having your shoulder to cry on
It's been sometime you've been on my mind, baby
Mix your lemon with my sweet-ass lime, baby
I get too comfortable with you
Get too comfortable, yeah
I get too comfortable with you
Get too comfortable, yeah
(I get too comfortable with you)
(Get too comfortable, yeah)
(I get too comfortable with you)
(Get too)
It's been sometime you've been on my mind, baby
Mix your lemon with my sweet-ass lime, baby
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Writer(s): Sebastien Labossiere
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