EMOTIONS DIE YOUNG

Paper dreams
Had a lot of em'
Could spend your whole check on an ottoman
How you talk shit but ain't poppin' shit
Can't let ya girl taste the lack of confidence
This the last night she'll be monogamous
Who's at the top
I think it's obvious
Who's a top
I think it's obvious
Niggas watchin round the clock
Should be clockin' in

Yall niggas actin' like this is foreplay
You gon' make me aim it at you sideways
Ion give a fuck about your bad days
Ion give a fuck about the heartbreak

I can't depend on your love
Emotions die young
Emotions die young
Emotions die
I can't depend on your love
Emotions die young
Emotions die young
Emotions die

Heart froze over and it's simple
Can't let these labels fuck me
Nah im not a nympho
If you need a contract I don't want the info
You don't need a contact
You are not the kinfolk
Just send me the invoice
Pronto
I don't do no convos
Roll up with the convoy
I just wanna Pop smoke
Cook up on the hot stove
Hot hot hot hot
Pull it off the hot stove
Hot hot hot hot

Yall niggas actin' like this is foreplay
You gon' make me aim it at you sideways
Ion give a fuck about your bad days
Ion give a fuck about the heartbreak

I can't depend on your love
Emotions die young
Emotions die young
Emotions die
I can't depend on your love
Emotions die young
Emotions die young
Emotions die



Credits
Writer(s): Zachary Golden, Amber Lundy, Li Ramos
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