​prequel lyrics

[Intro]
2, 3, 4

[Chorus]
Keep the rhythm, dude
Let’s not get physical
This moment minuscule, pop a smile, get in the mood
Labels get at you, flip individuals
Have ya' sign this final form like Frieza in a suit
Yeah I know she bad and she know I’m blue
Watch her cheeks turn red when I’m about to lose my cool
But I can’t get enough, we don’t do fisticuff
Submission holds all we know, god damn it I’m in love

[Break]
I'm in love with the-
Feeling
I'm in-
I'm in love with the-
With the-
Feeling, feeling

[Verse]
Got a bouquet in my grip (My grip)
Thorns painful, yeah no sh*t (No sh*t)
But I’m okay, really, don’t trip, girl
I been making lonely look real sick (Real sick)
On the gram with loud outfits, drowns out what I don’t need
Y’all don’t know stamina, heads been running since 1993
I’m keeping to what I know (I know)
Found peace in all these poems (These poems)
No energy toward those telling me, I’m just stealing sh*t for my own
My gain ain’t through these pockets (Nah)
Or the sneakers I’ve been wanting (Nah)
Just need a way out, you can keep that clout
Drop loosie to sleep more soundly (Yeah)

[Chorus]
Keep the rhythm dude
Let’s not get physical
This moment minuscule, pop a smile, get in the mood
Labels get at you, flip individuals
Have ya' sign this final form like Frieza in a suit
Yeah I know she bad and she know I’m blue
Watch her cheeks turn red when I’m about to lose my cool
But I can’t get enough, we don’t do fisticuff
Submission holds all we know, god damn it I’m in love

[Outro]
I'm in love
I'm in love
I'm in love
I'm in love...