Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song High School Reunion, Prom, artist - SAINt JHN. Album song While The World Was Burning, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 19.11.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Godd ComplexX, Hitco
Song language: English
High School Reunion, Prom |
Cook that shit up Quay |
Told Lee he'd be a millionaire |
I'm eatin' large outside where the dealer is |
I'm in the seat on the plane where the winners is |
She ain't believe in love, just the benefits |
I'm in the future, really I ain't tryna reminisce |
Don't say you love me when you're only for percentages |
Don't say you love me 'less you finish all my sentences |
I'm only tellin' you my pain and my blemishes |
Don't say you ridin' unless you ridin' on my enemies |
I might change, but my nigga, I don't |
Truth is, a nigga don't love, so why front? |
In low lights, a nigga's gotta live the nights young |
He gotta try some' |
You gotta love somebody more than yourself, my love |
Even if you need a little help, my love |
Chanel black dresses for the stealth, my love |
Feels so natural, never felt my love |
It's toxic love and I don't know nobody else |
Saved you a spot on the highway to Hell |
You a whole movie, a whole fuckin' film |
Sorta kinda like it, but I'm lyin' |
Man, I'm sick of fallin' in love |
I'm sick of my heart broken, I'm scared of fuckin' it up |
Sleep with my eyes open, I'm scared of callin' it love |
I'm scared of overdosin', I'm scared of fallin' in love |
Done with my emotions |
Woah, every time I open my eyes, you're the first thing I see (I'm done with her emotions) |
Wherever you at is the first place I wanna be |
I been a rockstar, yeah (Hello?) |
Foreign cars, I got too many foreign broads, yeah (Yeah) |
Too much money, no, I done barely talk, yeah (Nah) |
I don't mess up my shoes, I done barely walk, yeah (At all) |
Inside is all red (All red), outside is so white though |
Whip it up instead ('Stead), movin' all that white dope |
I ain't talkin' 'bout the drugs, I'm talkin' 'bout the love |
My pockets full of Crips, my pink diamonds they look like Bloods (Done with her emotions) |
Uh, now how could I focus? |
Man, I'm sick of fallin' in love |
I'm sick of my heart broken, I'm scared of fuckin' it up |
Sleep with my eyes open, I'm scared of callin' it love |
I'm scared of overdosin', I'm scared of fallin' in love |
Done with my emotions |
We came too close to the edge now |
We almost died last night |
This champagne laced in regret now, I relapse every time |
Your heart too hard to protect now, it hurts to watch you cry |
My feelings mixed up right now |