I don't know.
I don't know.
All feelings and * inside, that really don't matter
You say that you feel the truth, but you a whole couple
Play the symphonies from my heart, and we might go platinum
Play the symphonies from my heart, and we might go platinum
Play the symphonies from my heart, and we might go platinum
Never was a type of run
Shot me with your lover, baby, that's a different type of gun
Talking nonsense until the vitals come
Yeah, your last nigga lit, but he a minor one
Telling him about your problems like he minding something
But he just wanna *
And if you don't see that *, then, baby, you a dub
And if you let that nigga hit, then, baby, that's a dub
Enough is enough, we should give it up
Give it all up, four and four, don't tragically
Baby, girl, you done shot me, you been moving staticky
Said that you want all my love, so here it go, but not key
I hope you feeling me, yeah
Never was a type to go back on my words
Never was a type to go back on my words
No, I don't regret saying I love you
I just regret saying that * first
Hurt me on a different level, girl, that's gold status
Said you need another person, that mean more trappings
If I pop another perky, I'm a whole other
Too much champagne for no winning, got a gold blotter
Too much emptiness inside, a lot of cold matter
All feelings and * inside, that really don't matter
You say that you feel the truth, but you a whole couple
Play the symphonies from my heart, and we might go platinum
Play the symphonies from my heart, and we might go platinum
Go platinum
Play the symphonies from my heart, and we might go platinum
Go platinum
Play the symphonies from my heart, and we might go platinum
Oh, oh no
Oh, oh no
Oh, oh no
Oh, oh no
Play the symphonies from my heart, and we might go blind