
Contact (Single Version) Lyrics
- Genre:Soul
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
Time flies like a plane in the sky
Every time I'm in your presence I don't wanna say goodbye
You're an angel and a blessing but a devil in disguise
Something like an interception I won't let you pass me by
This a different type of high not the drugs or altitude
Now I finally got your love that's a thing that I won't lose
Now I finally got your trust that's a thing I won't abuse
And this gas will take me higher like I'm burning rocket fuel
I can't let this thing go
Even when I'm not yours
Swear that pussy so warm
But that heart is stone cold
Swear those pupils don't lie
I'm just tryna get by
Swear you let my brain fry
We were getting so high and
You're my polar opposite
So I'm attracted like a magnet
I ain't scared to take a risk
When the night comes you're the one I'm riding with
Cause
You're not the type to get caught up I knew you before
And you're not the type to get star struck that soul was so pure
Every stroke that I give you is far from romantic
If colors are problems you've been through
I painted that canvas watched it all happen
Coming back
For another round
If it ain't my first name I don't wanna hear a sound
I don't wanna plane jane
I just want a fighter jet
If she think done with love it's only cause we haven't met
Cupid always shoots but my heart is bulletproof
First I let her come seduce know this game isn't a fluke
Hit me with delayment but I know she down to fuck
Let her focus us on her thoughts then we're back where we left off
Set the boundries I would follow
Then I slip beneath her armor
Got an angel on my shoulder
I was dodging every arrow
All the pain that I've inflicted know it's gonna come around
You ain't ever really trippin bout these hoes that come around
You're not the type to get caught up I knew you before
And you're not the type to get star struck that soul was so pure
Every stroke that I give you is far from romantic
If colors are problems you've been through I painted that canvas watched it all happen
You're not the type to get caught up I knew you before
And you're not the type to get star struck that soul was so pure
Every stroke that I give you is far from romantic
If colors are problems you've been through I painted that canvas
Yeah