歌曲 | Looking For You |
歌手 | Yonas |
专辑 | The Transition |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Check Check | |
Can yall hear me? | |
[Hook] | |
Cause the night is the alive | |
I can tell deep inside | |
That you want me to come and find you | |
And I know what you said | |
I can’t get it out of my head | |
I just don’t know what you expect me to do | |
I'm looking for you | |
I’m looking for you (hey) | |
I'm looking for you | |
Do you look for me too? | |
I can tell that you do | |
[Verse 1] | |
Good time in the air can you feel that? | |
Got a drink no ice can you chill that? | |
I play fine, me, where the field at? | |
Got no time for the noise can you kill that? | |
New school style old school so | |
Hard not life style yes I know | |
I came a long way from the clumped up bricks | |
Now everywhere I go rock pumped up kicks | |
See me pool side with the red cup | |
Laid back on the beach chair legs up | |
Setting trends, we don’t let the trend set us | |
Rock in the bid cause you know I got a fresh cut | |
Yeah you know my quotes | |
I fill the world up with so much dope | |
But I fill the world up with so much hope | |
So there’s contradictions in all my notes | |
Fuck that, throw the steaks on the grill nigga | |
Got the whole world fucking with a real nigga | |
And there’s really no reason to fight | |
[Hook] | |
[Verse 2] | |
And I got that sound for the radio | |
But I’m too damn real they don’t play me so | |
I take it back to the soul like nineteen eighty-six, eighty-five, eighty-four | |
Put your lighter in the air for me one time | |
Two step to the sound of the drum line | |
Where I’m from its hard to find sunshine | |
So we don’t really give a fuck about a punch line | |
Oh damn I’m fresh, oh damn girl, damn that dress | |
Make a man think impure thoughts | |
While I'm looking at all that flesh | |
So dim the lights real low | |
I paint the future with my light year flow | |
And there’s really no reason to fight | |
[Hook] |
Check Check | |
Can yall hear me? | |
Hook | |
Cause the night is the alive | |
I can tell deep inside | |
That you want me to come and find you | |
And I know what you said | |
I can' t get it out of my head | |
I just don' t know what you expect me to do | |
I' m looking for you | |
I' m looking for you hey | |
I' m looking for you | |
Do you look for me too? | |
I can tell that you do | |
Verse 1 | |
Good time in the air can you feel that? | |
Got a drink no ice can you chill that? | |
I play fine, me, where the field at? | |
Got no time for the noise can you kill that? | |
New school style old school so | |
Hard not life style yes I know | |
I came a long way from the clumped up bricks | |
Now everywhere I go rock pumped up kicks | |
See me pool side with the red cup | |
Laid back on the beach chair legs up | |
Setting trends, we don' t let the trend set us | |
Rock in the bid cause you know I got a fresh cut | |
Yeah you know my quotes | |
I fill the world up with so much dope | |
But I fill the world up with so much hope | |
So there' s contradictions in all my notes | |
Fuck that, throw the steaks on the grill nigga | |
Got the whole world fucking with a real nigga | |
And there' s really no reason to fight | |
Hook | |
Verse 2 | |
And I got that sound for the radio | |
But I' m too damn real they don' t play me so | |
I take it back to the soul like nineteen eightysix, eightyfive, eightyfour | |
Put your lighter in the air for me one time | |
Two step to the sound of the drum line | |
Where I' m from its hard to find sunshine | |
So we don' t really give a fuck about a punch line | |
Oh damn I' m fresh, oh damn girl, damn that dress | |
Make a man think impure thoughts | |
While I' m looking at all that flesh | |
So dim the lights real low | |
I paint the future with my light year flow | |
And there' s really no reason to fight | |
Hook |
Check Check | |
Can yall hear me? | |
Hook | |
Cause the night is the alive | |
I can tell deep inside | |
That you want me to come and find you | |
And I know what you said | |
I can' t get it out of my head | |
I just don' t know what you expect me to do | |
I' m looking for you | |
I' m looking for you hey | |
I' m looking for you | |
Do you look for me too? | |
I can tell that you do | |
Verse 1 | |
Good time in the air can you feel that? | |
Got a drink no ice can you chill that? | |
I play fine, me, where the field at? | |
Got no time for the noise can you kill that? | |
New school style old school so | |
Hard not life style yes I know | |
I came a long way from the clumped up bricks | |
Now everywhere I go rock pumped up kicks | |
See me pool side with the red cup | |
Laid back on the beach chair legs up | |
Setting trends, we don' t let the trend set us | |
Rock in the bid cause you know I got a fresh cut | |
Yeah you know my quotes | |
I fill the world up with so much dope | |
But I fill the world up with so much hope | |
So there' s contradictions in all my notes | |
Fuck that, throw the steaks on the grill nigga | |
Got the whole world fucking with a real nigga | |
And there' s really no reason to fight | |
Hook | |
Verse 2 | |
And I got that sound for the radio | |
But I' m too damn real they don' t play me so | |
I take it back to the soul like nineteen eightysix, eightyfive, eightyfour | |
Put your lighter in the air for me one time | |
Two step to the sound of the drum line | |
Where I' m from its hard to find sunshine | |
So we don' t really give a fuck about a punch line | |
Oh damn I' m fresh, oh damn girl, damn that dress | |
Make a man think impure thoughts | |
While I' m looking at all that flesh | |
So dim the lights real low | |
I paint the future with my light year flow | |
And there' s really no reason to fight | |
Hook |