Lyrics Thrill - Tia London

He was only in it for the thrill of it
Her pussy tight and he loved her for the feel of it
Remember we were young and innocent?
Remember we were too young to give a shit?
Look at us now, we out here killing shit
Write all on my own check the penmanship
Catch a couple bodies don't leave no witnesses
I just hope my haters live long enough to witness it
Haters live long enough to witness it
They just want to know how the story end
They just want to see all of the glory end
Back from the future doors up on the DeLorean
Bring the in
I was only in it for the thrill of it
Now I need something more
Now I need something more
I was only in it for the thrill of it
The feel of it
Now I need something more
Now I need something more
I was only in it for the thrill of it
Feel of it
Now I need something more
Now I need something more
I was only in it for the thrill of it
Now I need something more
Now I need something more
I need more than one night
I need more than one high yeah
Cuz one just ain't enough I need more than lust
Want something that will last a lifetime yeah
When that feeling wear off who can I run to?
Who can I turn too?
Ahhh
When that feeling wear off who can I run to? who can I turn to?
Ahhh
I was only in it for the thrill of it
Now I need something more
Now I need something more
I was only in it for the thrill of it
The feel of it
Now I need something more
Now I need something more
I was only in it for the thrill of it
Now I need something more
Now I need something more
I was only in it for the thrill of it
The feel of it
Now I need something more
Now I need something more
She out late at night looking for her next thrill
He out late at night looking for his next feel
Just popped the last one looking for the next pill
That temporary high that you feel ain't real
That feeling wear off who you gone run to?
Suicide or homicide who you pointing the gun to?
Cuz chasing that thrill got you killing yourself
Can't be real with no one then be real with yourself
Had to admit it myself
But that feeling is fleeting
Finding someone who complete me
Is exactly what I needed
Do anybody care about passion anymore?
Anybody care about it even lasting anymore?
Are any of you niggas even rapping anymore?
Ain't no sense of me ever asking anymore

Everybody is just looking for the next thrill