Sleep in LA
You say you don't want
Nothing serious
Don't really get that at all
All I wanted was
I wasn't feeling you
You ain't attractive at all
Put me in the zone
It's frustrating
How can I cope
Waste of patience
Give me hope
Don't lead me on, play me
Cuz that's low key fucked up
I wrote
You complaints and
Praises in notes
Heavy statements
Got heavy loads
I'm here for it though our body's jaded
How do you sleep in LA, babe
I'm still, I'm still, awake
I'm woke in the Bay, babe
What if you called me late
It's two AM, make me
A lullaby so I'll behave
Like it's getting late, babe
If you would hit up my phone
I'd
Ask you why you said
My first name with your
Last name, leading me on
Now I'm making up
These fake scenarios
Maybe I daydream too much
And like your mom's so amazing
Your sister's a queen
Wish I was placed in
The family photo
But I know this won't be taken
How do you sleep in LA, babe
I'm still, I'm still, awake
I'm woke in the Bay, babe
What if you called me late
It's two AM, make me
A lullaby so I'll behave
Like it's getting late, babe
Can you please hit up my phone
Can you please hit up my phone
Cuz I'm still awake, babe
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
I'm still awake, babe
Nothing serious
Don't really get that at all
All I wanted was
I wasn't feeling you
You ain't attractive at all
Put me in the zone
It's frustrating
How can I cope
Waste of patience
Give me hope
Don't lead me on, play me
Cuz that's low key fucked up
I wrote
You complaints and
Praises in notes
Heavy statements
Got heavy loads
I'm here for it though our body's jaded
How do you sleep in LA, babe
I'm still, I'm still, awake
I'm woke in the Bay, babe
What if you called me late
It's two AM, make me
A lullaby so I'll behave
Like it's getting late, babe
If you would hit up my phone
I'd
Ask you why you said
My first name with your
Last name, leading me on
Now I'm making up
These fake scenarios
Maybe I daydream too much
And like your mom's so amazing
Your sister's a queen
Wish I was placed in
The family photo
But I know this won't be taken
How do you sleep in LA, babe
I'm still, I'm still, awake
I'm woke in the Bay, babe
What if you called me late
It's two AM, make me
A lullaby so I'll behave
Like it's getting late, babe
Can you please hit up my phone
Can you please hit up my phone
Cuz I'm still awake, babe
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
I'm still awake, babe
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Writer(s): Darlene Silva
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