Sydney (Explicit) Lyrics
Sydney (悉尼) (Explicit) - KOTA The Friend
Ohh ohh
Do do do
Yeah yeah
Why you gotta act so immature
You wan't me but you ain't sure
I be half way to Australia
By the time you at my door
I be out here getting mine
Then you want me to be yours
It don't work like that
Don't believe in words like that
Every day I turn my back on yesterday
That's where you at and where you stay
No coming back to you
It's a Sunday afternoon
All 'em n***as gassing you
Now you stuck in
New York city while your dreams is passing you
Kick back at the crib
Champagne in the fridge
Back yard with a pool
All my n***as lit
Where you at
Where you been
Where you at
Where you been
Let me live
Let me live
Let me live
Let me live
Yeah
Bad chick in la uh
Palm trees in my shades uh
I been riding these waves yeah
Why you throwing me shade uh
Bad chick in New York uh
Miss her when I'm on tour uh
She been keeping it real
Boy don't forget where you from
Lately you been acting like you care
Calling me like we a pair
I been out in California with a girl
I met in Texas but she from the Carolina's
Let's just keep it how we left it
Yes it work like that
Don't know why you hurt like that
Left me then you turn right back
Stab me when I turn my back
Now it seem you running after me
But I'm living happily
This is just how it had to be
There's just so much happening
Hope you'll be glad for me
Kick back at the crib
Champagne in the fridge
Back yard with a pool
All my n***as lit
Where you at
Where you been
Where you at
Where you been
Let me live
Let me live
Let me live
Let me live
Yeah
Bad chick in la uh
Palm trees in my shades uh
I been riding these waves yeah
Why you throwing me shade uh
Bad chick in New York uh
Miss her when I'm on tour uh
She been keeping it real
Boy don't forget where you from
Only want the love if the love is free
Could've been good but you upped the fee
Call my phone like where I'm at
With a women that really got love for me
Thanks for all of that pain
Thanks for helping me grow
Funny how this s**t change
You ain't got s**t from my soul my soul my soul
Kick back at the crib
Champagne in the fridge
Back yard with a pool
All my n***as lit
Where you at
Where you been
Where you at
Where you been
Let me live
Let me live
Let me live
Let me live
Yeah
Bad chick in la uh
Palm trees in my shades uh
I been riding these waves yeah
Why you throwing me shade uh
Bad chick in New York uh
Miss her when I'm on tour uh
She been keeping it real
Boy don't forget where you from