We been here since yesterday
Love searching in light display
Club rides just nauseate
Shots down we still complain
We jam
We ride
In high
So far
I'm so tired of dressing up
Filing love in empty cups
I'll try disguise disgust
Running around drop tops in the spot
In cars we can't afford
Black rich
We don't afford
Beaming boys
I still feel the heart aches
Fucked up on champagne
We running out
I'm coming down
I still feel the heart aches
Fucked up on champagne
We running out
I'm coming down
We shine just like a diamond ray
(So lost)
In every kind of way
(Running out, running out)
It's what I say when I see your face
Time for memories mama
I can't believe I been letting niggas sleep anytime or place
Take it back to where we started
In fact the broken hearted
Reacting in the smartest of ways
And that's me me me me, don't give a fuck if I don't come in A V-Class
Don't give a fuck if I ain't down with your clique
I got a couple ntombazane's trying to slide in the Dm
I still feel the heart aches
Fucked up on champagne
We running out
I'm coming down
I still feel the heart aches
Fucked up on champagne
We running out
I'm coming down
Could it be I'm lost in the sauce
Maybe I fucked up this love
Trying to hard to be cool with these fake friends in their faux fur
These people they don't know me
They try too hard to phone me
Tryna find love in these dark rooms with these dark views
I still feel the heart ache
I'm on champagne
We running out
Running down, running down
I still feel the heart aches
Fucked up on champagne
We running out
I'm coming down
I still feel the heart aches
Fucked up on champagne
We running out
I'm coming down