Long Time Songtext
von xtsy*

(Ain′t feel this way)
(Ain't felt this-)

Ain′t felt this way in a long time (Long time)
Girl, I hate being alone on these cold nights (I hate it)
If you gon' say my name, scream it out right
If you feel like I'm far away, it′s just one flight (One flight, woah)

I won′t lie to you, I spend so much
On clothing that I'll never wear, it′s always piling up (Woah)
Don't need no makeup (No way), ′cause girl, we turning up
They say my swag is too damn sick, I think I'm burning up
(So swag)
High fever, maybe a cold
Let′s throw a celebration, you the one that I'll grow old with (Old)
I'm speeding, right to your home
You want some retail therapy, I told her, "Let me know"


Yeah, takeover
Look good as hell, but got too much on your shoulders
Sun isn′t out, the daytime, night getting colder (Cold)
We smoke away, these niggas all know the odor (For real)
Get back in (Yeah)
In love with your vibe, I love your fashion (I love it)
I see that face and then her pockets, I just add in
She walk down on that carpet, like my girl a actress
And if you try to slide down, put you in the past-tense

Ain′t felt this way in a long time (Long time)
Girl, I hate being alone on these cold nights (I hate it)
If you gon' say my name, scream it out right

Ain′t felt this way in a long time (Long time)
Girl, I hate being alone on these cold nights (I hate it)
If you gon' say my name, scream it out right
If you feel like I′m far away, it's just one flight (One flight, woah)
(Aye, woah)

I won′t lie to you, I spend so much
On clothing that I'll never wear, it's always piling up (Woah)
Don′t need no makeup (No way), ′cause girl, we turning up
They say my swag is too damn sick, I think I'm burning up
(So swag)
High fever, maybe a cold
Let′s throw a celebration, you the one that I'll grow old with (Old)
I′m speeding, right to your home
You want some retail therapy, I told her, "Let me know"


High speed, got to race off
You try to runaway, I promise I'ma chase ya
It′s been a long time, but I'm expecting more
I don't know what to expect, I don′t know what they got in store
For us

I won′t lie to you, I spend so much
On clothing that I'll never wear, it′s always piling up (Woah)
Don't need no makeup (No way), ′cause girl, we turning up
They say my swag is too damn sick, I think I'm burning up
(So swag)
High fever, maybe a cold
Let′s throw a celebration, you the one that I'll grow old with (Old)
I'm speeding, right to your home
You want some retail therapy, I told her, "Let me know"