Hear It Again // The Other Side

How do you keep me on my toes?
From sneaking out your room to screaming at my shows
It was dope keeping it on the low but everybody know
I don't need to vote when I've seen you on the pole (woah)
That might be a little too much info
Back that thang on me do you copy 10-4
You were raised as an Angel
But you're more of a nympho
If you know how this goes
Then what you talking to him for?
Its Nashville's gentlemen
Ain't Nobody better than
Like the "S" on my chest
We come together like a settlement
Other men seek attention but all for their benefits
Fake their benevolence
All for the one night stand (Ah)
But I'll make sure we use our time wisely
Recite lines from frank ocean's ivy
If you see me in the corner then don't mind me
I find it
Enticing when we talk on God's timing

I know they always tell you
That they not like the other guys
But you'll never let them get to
See what's on the other side
Call me when you need me
When it's in the morning or the evening
Or call now
Oh my let's give it some time
To work our way to the other side

Remember that one night in embers?
Corn hole in the patio
Sometime in September
Celebrate my 22nd just like my 21st
Along with your flaming hair was your matching velvet purse
Double up my cup like Mary Kate and Ashley
1am that day felt everlasting
I drove home which could've ended badly
I'm a walking accident just waiting to happen
But I'm grown now like my fro now
Got to film in so-cal
Bought my ticket in but never sold out
Avoid my old route
Not one person that I told about
Stuck with my old crowd
Optimus when I rolled out
But I'll never be the one to ever force things
Bar Small talk just really bores me
It's because we've both been there and done that
We run by
Memories where we came from like alumni's (Bang)

I know they always tell you
That they not like the other guys
But you'll never let them get to
See what's on the other side
Call me when you need me
When it's in the morning or the evening
Or call now
Oh my let's give it some time
To work our way to the other side

We ain't gotta wait
We ain't gotta wait
We ain't gotta wait
Double down on you like both feet on home plate
Open bottle between your legs on the interstate
Stephenson Lane where the party can integrate
Told our life stories
Exchange and resonate
Seal the date, you yawn
Then said it's getting pretty late
When you go let me know when you made it home
On the phone, no Olympic Games the way I lit your torch
As the lights dim, we feel each other getting close
But little did I know, this would be the end of our road
I hope you're happy



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Writer(s): Miguel Brito
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