Testo So Far Gone - Arz

Testo della canzone So Far Gone (Arz), tratta dall'album Can't Commit

So far gone
Never let it go
So far, you fall in love
Pray for, you fall in love
And we can do steaks and macaroni, yeah
And we can do steaks and macaroni, dates, champagne
But I ain't gonna stay if you make a mistake
Fuckin' with my side, I might fumble the main
After the soufflé, it's her for dessert
She my boo thing, I put a little pack in her purse
Pocket rocket at the restaurant, prepared for the worst
Hope for the best, get what you want off your chest
Nails on my vest, trauma on my chest
She got daddy issues and bare drug abuse
You don't love yourself, how am I lovin' you?
And I don't wanna hear conclusions you jump to
Jumpman Jordan, pack kickin' like kung-fu
I see your detail when you're dressed in the restroom
Meds for anxiety, the best food
I'm in her close friends, showin' me the best view
Workin' on my pride and I'm workin' on my pen too
You're so far gone
Never let it go, yeah
You're so far, you fall beside the raindrops
Look, and I just got a call
Table confirmed, so we both hit the mall
Relax time later, spa and pool
And if you got company, I'll bring my dargs through
You're so far gone
Never let it go, yeah
You're so far, you fall beside the raindrops
We can do steaks and macaroni, dates, champagne
But I ain't gonna stay if you make a mistake
Fuckin' with my side, I might fumble the main
After the soufflé, it's her for dessert
She my boo thing, I put a little pack in her purse
Pocket rocket at the restaurant, prepared for the worst
Hope for the best, get what you want off your chest
Nails on my vest, trauma on my chest
She impact me, she throw it back on my bed
She don't distract me, I cover anything that she stress about
Z's, on top of that, keepin' me blessed
I gotta stay real and show her I ain't messin' around
She ain't bummy, cute in a dressin' gown
Bare liquor in the dressin' room
Lit, we're gettin' it down
She can't tell me what she hate about me
So far gone like the Drake album, yeah
You're so far gone
Never let it go, yeah
You're so far, you fall beside the raindrops
We can do steaks and macaroni, dates, champagne
But I ain't gonna stay if you make a mistake
Fuckin' with my side, I might fumble the main
After the soufflé, it's her for dessert
She my boo thing, I put a little pack in her purse
Pocket rocket at the restaurant, prepared for the worst
Hope for the best, get what you want off your chest
Nails on my vest, trauma on my chest
So far gone
Never let it go
So far, you fall in love
Pray for, you fall in love
So far



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Writer(s): Roddy Mcauley, Rome Myers
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