Givering
Now when you feel it, you better feel it to the max
You gotta feel it till the end, cause that shit ain't gonna last
I got a (woah), only ever speakin' facts
Ain't a thing inside my head that's gon' make me turn it back
I'm a wild boy for the summer in the wintertime
Find joy fillin' voids with these friend of mine!
White noise to these visions of lil you and I
You kill me with your killin' time, I'd kill em for another try
You don't gotta crash, bitch, I promise you gon' see me
And finally when you see me, promise I won't be no meanie
All these pretty girls, but I want you as my genie
Bitch, I'll fly around the world just to cater to your feelings, oh!
We makin' mad kinda noise, you best respect that
We makin' bad kinda choice, stole a necklace
Got real steez, knocked it off my checklist
I pull up in that seven, we headed straight for heaven
Went out and got scars on my face
Finally in the race, all gas, and no brakes
I can't get enough, I know they countin' my mistakes
Fuckin' with ya head, when you fuckin' with my space
When you feel it, you better feel it to the max
You gotta feel it till the end, cause that shit ain't gonna last
I got a (woah), only ever speakin' facts
Ain't a thing inside my head that's gon' make me turn it back
I'm a
You gotta feel it till the end, cause that shit ain't gonna last
I got a (woah), only ever speakin' facts
Ain't a thing inside my head that's gon' make me turn it back
I'm a wild boy for the summer in the wintertime
Find joy fillin' voids with these friend of mine!
White noise to these visions of lil you and I
You kill me with your killin' time, I'd kill em for another try
You don't gotta crash, bitch, I promise you gon' see me
And finally when you see me, promise I won't be no meanie
All these pretty girls, but I want you as my genie
Bitch, I'll fly around the world just to cater to your feelings, oh!
We makin' mad kinda noise, you best respect that
We makin' bad kinda choice, stole a necklace
Got real steez, knocked it off my checklist
I pull up in that seven, we headed straight for heaven
Went out and got scars on my face
Finally in the race, all gas, and no brakes
I can't get enough, I know they countin' my mistakes
Fuckin' with ya head, when you fuckin' with my space
When you feel it, you better feel it to the max
You gotta feel it till the end, cause that shit ain't gonna last
I got a (woah), only ever speakin' facts
Ain't a thing inside my head that's gon' make me turn it back
I'm a
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Writer(s): Andrew Heinrich
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