Sydney

Sydney (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