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I don't care about the way you walk in Or all the boujie places you've been You've got your money baby That ain't what drives me crazy It ain't about the style that you wear Or all the ways you're showing your flare You've got your money baby That ain't what drives me crazy Come on, come on, come on You got me standing here waiting for days You got me feelin' high, yeah Got my head up in the sky, yeah And I can't look down cause I'll fall too far I could hit the bottom with a broken heart, yeah Worlds apart, yeah By the way we look should I even try Could be telling myself a lie You got me feelin' high I don't care about the name on your shoes It's all about the way that you groove You've got your money baby That ain't what drives me crazy The way you got me when your rhythm locks in Sweatin', thinkin' about you doing it again You've got your money baby That ain't what drives me crazy Come on, come on, come on You got me standing here waiting for days You got me feelin' high, yeah Got my head up in the sky, yeah And I can't look down cause I'll fall too far I could hit the bottom with a broken heart, yeah Worlds apart, yeah By the way we look should I even try Could be telling myself a lie You got me feelin' high Yeah you got me feelin' higher Got me feelin' higher You got me feelin' high Got my head up in the sky And I can't look down cause I'll fall too far I could hit the bottom with a broken heart, yeah Worlds apart, yeah By the way we look should I even try Could be telling myself a lie You got me feelin' high You got me feelin' high You got me feelin' high You got me feelin' high
Writer(s): Dajaun Martineau, Derek Baldwin, Josiah Whitney, Kyle Mckearney, Paul Stevens Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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