Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Don’t Fall in Love Before the Outro, artist - SonReal. Date of issue: 10.08.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Don’t Fall in Love Before the Outro |
| Don’t go fall in love before the outro |
| Let me prove just what you came to see |
| Oh, don’t go fall in love before the outro |
| Go on, take your time, let me show you me |
| Outro |
| Man, I done came up in that city tryna cut it the slack |
| I always dreamed I’d have it all so I could give it right back |
| My daddy told me, «If this ain’t work |
| You’ll be swingin' them hammers» |
| I locked myself back in my room |
| And now I’m singing them hammers, no grammar |
| But grandma used to rock all gold when she go to church |
| She don’t ask me why this gold be hangin' all on my shirt |
| And no, you ain’t love me, baby, baby |
| 'Til I prove to you what I’ma really be, baby, baby, hold up |
| Don’t go fall in love before the outro |
| Let me prove just what you came to see |
| Oh, don’t go fall in love before the outro |
| Go on, take your time, let me show you me |
| Met you in '05, we from that small town |
| I tried to hit that, but I got shot down |
| Who knew we’d cross paths way, way, way down the road? |
| You thought you were out my league 'til I made that heart explode |
| Who’d ever thought that I could find true love? |
| You were there before I even got to buy you stuff |
| I was broker than a joke, but you were by my side |
| I don’t take that shit for granted, let me tell you why, hold up |
| People search they whole life, yeah, tryna find what we have, yeah |
| On the road for three months, yeah, them girls be so bad |
| And I said I want them, then I said I want you 'cause |
| Nobody love me like, li-li-like you do, I |
| I just don’t like to t-talk 'bout love anymore |
| I know I’ve said a million times I give no fucks anymore |
| But can I take that statement back, because I’ll give 'em for you |
| Do what you love and let it kill you |
| I guess I’m living proof, I’m saying |
| Don’t go fall in love before the outro |
| Let me prove just what you came to see |
| Oh, don’t go fall in love before the outro |
| Go on, take your time, let me show you me |
| I wrote an album 'bout my dreams |
| Wrote these songs about my flaws |
| Talked it out with a piano, had trouble talking with God |
| Since I’ve been 15 years old, I gave a fuck about the odds |
| 'Cause my plan a rocket launcher, bitch, we shootin' for the stars |
| Yeah yeah, 10,000 hours, 10,000 hours and puzzle pieces |
| 10,000 hours, 10,000 hours of huggin' bleachers |
| But all that bleacher time taught me how to go speak my mind |
| Taught me how to be hungry as fuck when I get to speakin' lines |
| So, my dude’s, who knew back then I’d blow? |
| This one’s for you |
| My circle’s smaller than my buzz when I first started |
| Those the days when they would call us cuckoo, cuckoo, cuckoo |
| I guess we was, but that’s what dreams are made of |
| I sacrifice a few relationships to make my layup |
| I almost quit this shit, but every night, you made me stay up |
| I wanna thank you for saving me with this play I made up |
| Play on |