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J. Cole
J. Cole
Вокал
Anderson.Paak
Anderson.Paak
Ведущий вокал
Curt Chambers
Curt Chambers
Бас
Kadhja Bonet
Kadhja Bonet
Вокал
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Chris Dave
Chris Dave
Автор песен
Cleo Sample
Cleo Sample
Автор песен
Curt Chambers
Curt Chambers
Автор песен
Brandon Paak Anderson
Brandon Paak Anderson
Автор песен
Jermaine Cole
Jermaine Cole
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Chris Dave
Chris Dave
Продюсер
Quentin Gilkey
Quentin Gilkey
Миксинг-инженер
Julio Ulloa
Julio Ulloa
Инженер
Lola A. Romero
Lola A. Romero
Ассистент инженера
Dr. Dre
Dr. Dre
Миксинг-инженер
Jhair "JHA" Lazo
Jhair "JHA" Lazo
Инженер
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
Мастеринг-инженер

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[Verse 1]
You and I will always meet somewhere in between
You and I will always meet somewhere in between
[Verse 2]
Sweet trippy, I'm yours for the gettin'
Talkin' foolish at the moon
I was gone,1800 sippin'
I can't get rid of you
All the places that we used to go and kick it
All this weight that I'm liftin'
Trippy
[Verse 3]
Come meet me in the middle
Right there where you always be
Somewhere in between
You and I always meet
Come meet me in the middle
Right there where we always be
Somewhere in between
You and I always meet
Come meet me in the middle
(You and I will always be)
Come meet me in the middle
(Somewhere in between)
Come meet me in the middle
(You and I will always be)
Right there where we always be
(Somewhere in between)
[Verse 4]
Without a space I can feel
Ain't no words to define
Pick it up if you will, heavy weight on my mind
Just a pretty brown thing with your head in the clouds
Why don't you put the round thing in the palm of my hands
Up and up for the thrill
Over over you spill
Open up I can tellI can see when it's real
And as soon as I grab a hold of you
I'ma have to let go of you
[Verse 5]
Came down the block, something sick but it's rented
I don't give a fuck bitch either way I'm in it
I ain't gotta prove to you that I got bread
**** talkin' money but be broker than the bed
That I slept on back in Mohammed crib
Remember fuckin' hoes leanin' all to the left
Don't know why they rocked with a **** but they did
Damn sure wasn't the money, maybe it's the kid
Used to have a honey that I loved when we was younger
But somehow got disconnected before Facebook got so big
I used to search your name hoping we could re-connect
But if I sent the message would she still be on my dick
When I couldn't find her had me feelin' mad lame
Maybe she got married and she changed her last name
Maybe she just ain't up on the latest of the Internet
And ain't got into that but give her time, that will change
Bingo, what do you know, years later
Late night, after a show, we here later
Brown skin, love how it glow, your hair tied up
Asked if it's cool if I smoke, go head light up
High from your fragrance I love, you smell purty
You know I got it straight from the mud, my nails dirty
If some how we both lose touch, I won't allow ya
Got me open way too much, I'm gon' find ya
[Verse 6]
Sweet trippy, you're lost in the deep end
Like water to your fish scales, I love to watch you swim
I can't get rid of you
All the places that I used to go and kick it
All this weight that I'm liftin'
Trippy
[Verse 7]
Come meet me in the middle
Right there where you always be
Somewhere in between, you and I always meet
Come meet me in the middle
Right there where we always be
Somewhere in between, you and I always meet
Come meet me in the middle
[Verse 8]
(You and I will always be)
Come meet me in the middle
(Somewhere in between)
Come meet me in the middle
(You and I will always be)
Somewhere in between
(Somewhere in between)
You and I will always meet
Written by: Anderson .Paak, Chris Dave, Cleo Sample, Curt Chambers, J. Cole
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