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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jonathan Lucas
Jonathan Lucas
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jonathan Lucas
Jonathan Lucas
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cedes
Cedes
Producer

歌詞

That fake love break a sincere heart
Baby i would never steer you wrong i'm in a porsche truck
They say that they praying for you whole time its your downfall
If you ever need me i'll be there in one call you know where too find me
Tell me you miss me and stop lurking on my iG
I got a private chef in the kitchen on a island and my kitchen got a island look
I'm my own competition i can't envy you
I just did 80k on a mcu
I been getting checks way before my check was blue
Look around when you down who really check for you
Luis vuitton check bags yellow xans on jet blue
Head on memory foam mattress how could i forget you
If i knew the last time i left you would of been the last time i left you i still would of left you
It's 15 for the coat but my heart still cold
We don't talk no more but i got 2 phones
I had the range rove evoque when we spoke the outside whip cream inside cappuccino
You said my moon is in libra and i'm a rising leo
Well now the maybach two tone double cup of styrofoam sipping on new york city rent
Numb too the pain i start too wonder where the feelings went
Panoramic roof look up and i see god
Porsche panamera windows tinted i don't see y'all
Your bitch suck my dick in an exotic car
Pardon my french but i'm in montreal
Penthouse with the windows from the ceiling too the floor
Scandinavian girl with nothing else but red bottoms on
Back when i was moving more shit than a uhaul
Back when they was wondering johnny what is you on
Look i ain't come from much so i appreciate the little things
And you say that you love me i just hope it's genuine
3AM in a suite with the wrap around balcony
Wondering whose got it out for me from whose looking out for me
Cause some people hold you down and some people hold you down know the difference
They say they love you but got bad intentions
It's four ones on the clock i wish things were different
So tell me baby is it love or obsession
Is it love or possession
Is it love or nostalgia that you feel in reflection
Is it love if this is something that i gotta question
Was it all for attention the whole time you pretended
You got me second guessing
You got me in my bag gotta start moving different gotta keep you at a distance
Its not over
I peep the way they move and pretend that i don't see
And then they start too wonder why we don't speak
You two faced it don't matter if you turn the other cheek
I find it funny you don't find things funny when i find my sense of humor
I always find out the truths you always find the rumors
Written by: Jonathan Lucas
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