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The Madison Project - WYD Now? lyrics

Artist: The Madison Project

album: All At Once


I saw you in the back of my show last night
Standin' underneath the exit sign
I know it wasn't really you, though
'Cause you were always in the front row
And I've been lookin' for love online
And maybe some of them are real good guys
They're never gonna be like you though
You set the bar above the moon, so
I don't wanna be twenty-somethin'
And still in my head about
Seventeen in my bedroom talkin'
You said that by now we'd
Paint the walls of our shared apartment
You're still everything I want and
I think we could work it out
So what are you doin' now?
Now that you finally got the job you like
I'm makin' money off the songs I write
I know you said that I could call you
I wonder if you wanna call too
Now that the future doesn't feel so far
It doesn't seem as wrong to want what's ours
And after everything that's happened
I wanna put it in the past tense
'Cause I don't wanna be twenty-somethin'
And still in my head about
Seventeen in my bedroom talkin'
You said that by now we'd
Paint the walls of our shared apartment
You're still everything I want and
I think we could work it out
So what are you doin' now?
Are you with somebody?
Should I even care?
Know you're not as happy
As when I was there
In your faded t-shirt
That I've kept this long
I still hear you laughin'
When I put it on
I know
I don't wanna be twenty-somethin'
And still in my head about
Seventeen in my bedroom talkin'
You said that by now we'd
Paint the walls of our shared apartment
You're still everything I want and
I think we could work it out
So what are you doin' now?
Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up
She's in love with who I am
Back in high school, I used to bust it to the dance (yeah)
Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands
I did half a Xan, 13 hours 'til I land
Had me out like a light, ayy, yeah
Like a light, ayy, yeah, like a light, ayy
Slept through the match, ayy (flight)
Not for the night, ayy
767, man, this shit got double bedroom, man
I still got scores to settle, man
I crept down the block (down the block)
Made a right (yeah), cut the lights (yeah)
Pay the price (yeah)
Niggas think it's sweet (nah, never), it's on sight (yeah)
Nothing nice (yeah), baguettes in my ice
Jesus Christ (yeah), checks over stripes (yeah)
That's what I like (yeah), that's what we like (yeah)
Lost my respect, you not a threat
When I shoot my shot, that shit wetty like I'm Sheck (bitch!)
See the shots that I took (ayy), wet like I'm Book (ayy)
Wet like I'm Lizzie, I be spinning Valley,
Circle blocks 'til I'm dizzy (yeah, what?)
Like where is he? (Yeah, what?)
No one seen him (yeah, yeah)
I'm tryna clean 'em (yeah)
She's in love with who I am
Back in high school, I used to bust it to the dance
Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands (woo!)
I did half a Xan, 13 hours 'til I land
Had me out like a light (like a light)
Like a light (like a light)
Like a light (like a light)
Like a light
Yeah, passed the dawgs a celly
He sending text ain't sendin' kites, yeah
He said, "Keep that on lock"
I say, "You know this shit, it's stife", yeah
It's absolute (yeah), I'm back reboot (it's lit)
LaFerrari to Jamba juice, yeah (skrr, skrr)
We back on the road, they jumping off, no parachute, yeah
Shorty in the back
She said she working on her glutes, yeah (oh my God)
Ain't by the book, yeah, this how it look, yeah
'Bout a check, yeah (check), just check the foots, yeah
Pass this to my daughter, I'ma show her what it took (yeah)
Baby mama cover Forbes, got these other bitches shook, yeah
(Like a light and to the match)

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