Solange - Looks Good With Trouble (Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1: Solange] Hey little heartache, skipping out of town And let's stay out of trouble, you make it look good Hey young heartache, you're looking kinda charming On the cul-de-sac, where nobody comes looking Hey, little heartache, turn us on the highway Let's get into trouble, you make it look good Hey young lover, let's live on the Broadway Take me to the Bridge but be sure to come look Hey young heartache, you're looking kinda charming On the cul-de-sac, hope nobody comes looking Hey, young lover, turn us on the highway Let's get into trouble, you make it look good [Hook] And there ain't nobody loving me, down The way you make me go places I forbid And the spaces I should have known And there ain't nobody breaking me down The way you make me go places I forbid And the spaces I should have known [Verse 2: Solange] Hey little heartache, won't you leave your mark In corners of the dark where you make it look good? We've taken this too far But let me play the part where you should've stayed put Hey, little heartache, turn us on the highway Let's get into trouble, you make it look good Hey young lover, let's live on the Broadway Take me to the Bridge but be sure to come look Hey young heartache, you're looking kinda charming On the cul-de-sac, hope nobody comes looking Hey, young lover, turn us on the highway Let's get into trouble, you make it look good [Hook] [Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar] In the late week, I was in London I really wanna get into something Bus way too cold (way too cold) And I don't wanna feel that numbness And I just had a show, and I wanted you to go But you had one too, I was wondering Are the time gods on my side? If so, God, press that bu*ton Stuck on a tall-a** bus Like 14 bunks and I can't even sleep And I hate getting drunk so I don't got a cup But I've got James Mason on repeat I'm tryna stay on that good thing You know? Whatever song Heaven would sing You know? Broken up Alphabets How can I get this convo to stay comprehensive When the service is never working And the Wi-Fi is out commission And I'm not short with you on purpose I'm a man of just few words If you like to chat, then in fact My job is to make sure you're heard Ms. Chatty — I'm like one message from calling a taxi Exactly, I'll catch a cold but as long as you match me It's actually a troublesome world when you think about it So admit it, we both could look good with it if you're the stylist Hold up… Digga-da digga-da digga-da da Digga digga digga da digga da da You stay in that dank lounge, I'mma sit an decide And P.S., the Olive Oils always love the Popeyes, I guess I guess…