Lyrics: Isiah Rashad McClain/Dominic David Fike/Devin James Workman/Timothy Hakeem Vance/Julian Asuaje
Music: Isiah Rashad McClain/Dominic David Fike/Devin James Workman/Timothy Hakeem Vance/Julian Asuaje
I won't lie to you, the boys goin' Hollywood
The blue and red lights ain't a warning
They guiding us, still poppin' it, the rubber band prodigy
I ain't never going back, do you follow me?
I thought it was something obvious
You know I got a bag of a lot of it
I never knew my camera the chronicle
How could you ever love me, anonymous
If we could ride like we did before
If we could ride, we could ride
If we could ride like we did before
If we could ride, we could ride
I'm still bringing you down
Come over, come over a while, wait time can't slow down
Come over, come over a while, wait time can't—
I'm a caged animal
Little red light on a video camera
Talking to her like
Can I remember this?
Yeah, more stamina
Tryna keep up, but you're wearing my hammy out like
One more time, real quick, yeah
Bracing, shambles
Birthday candles
I sit back and work the handles
Perfect
For my first example
She's the one that showed me how to work this damn thing
Can I remember?
If we could ride like we did before
If we could ride, we could ride
If we could ride like we did before
If we could ride, we could ride
I'm still bringing you down
Come over, come over a while, wait time can't slow down
Come over, come over a while, wait time can't—
It's going digital
From here, I would figure how we feel wasn't physical
Laying wit' you while the world spin viscous
I could damn near see it till we lost transmission with it
Talk to me like romance on film, I know you mad
I done been around the world, I ain't visit yet
Ain't tryna play no mind games wit' you
Know it's all for real spiritual, it's all real different now
I ain't never going back again
Goddamn, you ain't gotta pretend
Why the hell would you tryna be
Fell in with the homies doin' dope
I ain't never going back again
Goddamn, you ain't gotta pretend
Why the hell would you tryna be fell in the homies doin' dope
If we could ride like we did before
If we could ride, we could ride
If we could ride like we did before
If we could ride, we could ride
I'm still bringing you down
Come over, come over a while, wait time can't slow down
Come over, come over a while, wait time can't—
Vocals: Dominic Fike/Isaiah Rashad