T

The view of the Hills is different from a window

In Mid-City

The loneliness in you is like a tempo

You keep steady

There's nothing you could ever try

There's nothing you could ever have

That would satisfy the hunger inside

If you're afraid of who you are

So many things I wish you'd see

I see the way you look at me

There's no-one else you want to be

When you are making love to me

Baby, that's the T

Baby, that's the T

Know I want you but I can't afford to

Know I'll make it, but that shit ain't for you

For the bands, baby, I'm a soldier

I got fans so she can't leave (So soon)

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

I go like yeah when the cash come

Not bein', cool I'ma have fun

Summon my force by the bag uh

Might go to Met Gala with my main shawty

And we dressed up like Daft Punk

Hate you we swervin' that Aston

Martin, no Gina

One of them bags wit' Adidas

Spend a quick bag new season

New crib lookin' like Eden

Do you love me or the Beamer?

Why you wanna run like?

Why you wanna run like cheetah?

I'ma say it loud, arena

Sit yo ass down, you ain't leavin'

You're always worrying about tomorrow

I don't get it

I can't decide if I should stay or go

I'm sitting on your bed with my jacket on

And you tell me

There's nothing you could ever try

There's nothing you could ever have

That would satisfy the hunger inside

If you're afraid of who you are

So many things I wish you'd see

I see the way you look at me

There's no-one else you want to be

When you are making love to me

Baby, that's the T

Baby, that's the T

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