Letra de 2018 - Rod Wave

(Feat. Sadie Jean)

I saw you in the back of my show last night

Standing underneath the exit sign

I know it wasn't really you, though

'Cause you were always in the front row

And I've been looking 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-something

And still in my head about

Seventeen, in my bedroom talking

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 making 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-something

And still in my head about

Seventeen, in my bedroom talking

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?

Look, uh

My tongue get twisted and I don't know what to say

Should've picked up the phone, but my pride got in the way

Only nineteen and we was in and out of state

By the time I turned twenty, I was opening up for Gates

And before the money, we had everything

Should've took you out the country, but was scared of planes

All the niggas I came in the game with

Either faded or they still on the same shit

But Noonie, he lane switched

To arena tours, marble floors

Gave my life to my dream but my heart was yours

Youngin made it out the trenches, really went the distance

Something they can't ignore

Rappers pretend to be friends, but they really wanna pass me

"Wave, let's do a song," that's the first thing they ask me

Jumbotron jumpin' like I came off Degrassi

Twenty-million-dollar mansion like an athlete

But my house ain't a home 'cause I'm in it alone

Couldn't right my wrongs, so I was writin' songs

Such a successful life, but my heart is gone

Waitin' for you to call my phone

'Cause I don't—

I don't wanna be twenty-something

And still in my head about

Seventeen in my bedroom talking

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?

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