After Hours

(Aye this is kind of love)
(Oh)
(This is kind of fucked)
(Oh)
(Baby let me talk)
(Oh baby, Oh baby)

Hey baby lets talk
Lets talk about the love
Lets talk about the drugs
Lets talk about it all
Baby lets drink
Lets drink away the pain
Tomorrow is a gain, couple hundred for the rain
I don't think
Don't think we was in love
I think we wanna fuck, I don't feel shit when we touch
Just a nut
Just a nut & buss now we're here we stuck
Your message sounded rough
Because I
(I)
Don't stress your every move (Oh)
Don't stress you like you do
(No)
I'm not in this more than you
I can't
(I can't)
You're to far gone
Don't talk to me you're lone
Now I got to play along
Cause I



Credits
Writer(s): Zach Dixon
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