Luke Christopher - Words lyrics

[Intro] You gon' feel, you gon' feel this You gon' feel, you gon' feel this Yeah I'm done talkin' with you [Verse 1] Fly city nights, the city lights is glowin' You and me in the city streets, just strollin' Talkin' sh** 'bout your exes, girl I don't know them n***as So I know they not important Idols on the posters, girl I'm gettin' closer Singin' songs about you at every single show, girl Young Skywalker and I'm not gon' try and force it But if your heart's available then girl I'm tryna own it And I'll never be perfect baby, I'll admit it We had to end sh** to work on our friendship I'm happy that we did it [Hook] Really, baby, I ain't tryna hit you up I'm tryna put in the work Just tell me what I deserve Let me show you what you mean to me And I ain't tryna get you wet I ain't tryna get in the bed Just tell me what I deserve You know you mean more than just words to me [Verse 2] Every time I get up off the phone with yah I look in the mirror like "what's wrong with yah?" Girl I'm tryna show you that I've grown And I know I did you wrong But I need some time alone with yah Picked up a bottle of your Rosé No waitin', let's flee, racin' to your place Between us I want no space Kiss you on the forehead, know you like the foreplay Never go slowly If I hit it, don't it mean I own it? I'm tryna hold it and girl I'm tryna prove it And let these b**hes know it And never get confused it, cause [Hook] Really, baby, I ain't tryna hit you up I'm tryna put in the work Just tell me what I deserve Really, baby, I ain't tryna get you wet I ain't tryna get in the bed Just tell me what I deserve You know you mean more than just words to me [Verse 3] Okay, okay, okay, cool, I think I get it You lookin' at me different Even though we used to kick it and you told me I was gifted Did some shows and somethin' shifted Like some pigeons, we got lifted And we told each other things I haven't told nobody since then And you talked about them other n***as, you'll come around And I talked about them other girls, but you hold me down Picture perfect, girl I'm focused in You told me, "hold a pen" I told you hold the horses, couldn't get nothin' in And then you kept it movin' like a U-Haul So I put your name in every other juke box I'm sorry that I did you wrong, all along Should've gave you all of me, instead I gave you all the songs [Hook] Really baby I ain't tryna hit you up I'm tryna put in the work Just tell me what I deserve (Oh, baby) I ain't tryna get you wet I ain't tryna get in the bed Just tell me what I deserve [Outro] Oh yeah You gon' feel, you gon' feel this