Back In Style (Interlude)

They say nothing lasts forever, but I hope this does
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Yeah, I'm on high, like you wanna find out
You wanna find out, oh my, oh-oh
They say nothing lasts forever, but I hope this does
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Yeah, I'm on high, I don't wanna fall back down
Oh-oh
(Coke Boy, baby)

With me, you have the time in your life
It don't take much for me to set the vibe
It be the little things I do to make you smile
You ain't feel this good in a while
God strike me down if I'm lyin'
Put my right hand on the Koran
I know that you ain't feel this good in a while
But don't trip, 'cause real n- back in style

Baby, don't trip, them n- dead still
Sh- on them h- is your best skill
Ain't no way you should be thinkin' 'bout your ex still
Or your next meal
She ain't seen the gym in weeks, but she flex still
I just iced out her wrist, her Patek's real
I might give the world to my baby, yeah
I don't like to talk much, I'd just rather do it

I just woke up, but
Why did my friend call me last night
And she told me that you're a h-
And that I shouldn't be f- with you
And that you're for everybody?
But I'm done
I keep listening to everyone, 'cause I miss you and I wanna see you

With me, you have the time in your life
It don't take much for me to set the vibe
It be the little things I do to make you smile
You ain't feel this good in a while
God strike me down if I'm lyin'
Put my right hand on the Koran
I know that you ain't feel this good in a while
But don't trip, 'cause real n- back in style

I've been thinking about you
And I know you've been thinking about me too
I keep replaying that night over and over
I'm just saying, what are we doing again?
Call me when you get this, bye