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Description
Love here is not tender and airy, but rather as if made of crisp banknotes, glasses of champagne, and a slightly dangerous heat under the skin. Everything is too bright, too expensive, and too real not to burn out. Between confessions and bravado, you can hear that most vulnerable “what if I can't hold on.” But you want to hold on - even at the cost of pride, sleep, and sanity. This is not a fairy tale, but the luxury of being honest for at least a second - when you admit that you've fallen, but the fall turned out to be damn pleasant.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Yeah.
Say that. Talk that shit to me.
Everything about you be it for me.
What the hell you done did to me? This not normal, can't keep my mind off you.
Took what I taught you to a whole other level.
Heart cold, but you worked your way into my mental. I was in trouble from the minute that I met you.
Flying colors, but you pass when I test you.
Part of self-know I'm rough around the edges.
Blame it on the trenches, the shit I won't mention. How I'm feelin' now is not what
I expected, but I'm goin' with the flow.
Wild sex, grabbin' on your throat.
Down for shit that I ain't even know.
None of these bitches come close. Fuck it, on my mama, you the GOAT.
And if I only had you on my side,
I'd have no questions on the things left behind.
Oh, see, it hurts me to keep you in my heart.
Being in love is my downfall, and I'm down for you.
Silk shirts in my chest, show this ice work. I blew a kiss at AGR from afar at a
Georgia Smith concert. She'll probably respond like Holly did, I got a list.
Teyana, Zoe Saldana, Madonna, wish I could twist.
I don't care, pull your hair, crack first night, that's how it be. Sneaky link, nah, keep a goumard like
Gotti's freaks. We mobbin' deep, have Nas and P.
She gotta be high quality to rival me and properly embody love. Am I still a thug?
Maybe that broke tooth version of me was. I'm old school now, Cabernet fireplace, Persian rug. I hold you down.
Send a plane for you, new Birkins, we hit the ground runnin'.
The homies laughin' and clown because I found someone. If I love the girl, who care what you like?
Y'all ain't Ronnie, Bobby, Ricky, and Mike, but she my new addition.
She said, "It's yours, 'cause you been what I missed. "
And if I only had you on my side,
I'd have no questions on the things left behind.
Oh, see, it hurts me to keep you in my heart.
If lovin' you is my downfall, then I'll be down for you.
And if I only had you on my side,
I'd have no questions on the things left behind.
Oh, see, it hurts me to keep you in my heart.
If lovin' you is my downfall, then I'll be down for you.
For all things relaxin', jacuzzis on the roof out in Singapore laughin' so hard the
Clicquot came out my nose. Priceless memories, I suppose.
Pack a few changes of clothes, couple suits, you know, bathing, formal, jeans and some boots.
We don't do the chanclatas, but we do the Gucci sandals with the blue and red strap, my crew. We some ghetto Dapperdons on that luxury hood shit.
Audemars, Baccarat, Hub' blow the wrist. Diamonds is for chicks, we distinguished gangsters.
It separates us from these wanna be famous wanksters.
Be jumpin' inside the shark tank with black tips, narrow tooth fin tiger sharks.
The finest girls in designer heels, and she can keep them bitches on when she diggin' her nails with passion.
And if I only had you on my side,
I'd have no questions on the things left behind.
Oh, see, it hurts me to keep you in my heart.
Being in love is my downfall, and I'll be down for you