Текст песни Era of Good Feelings - Connxtion

This ain't a scope its a lens
Looking through it got no hatred
Looking at you got no basis
I don't even know you no more
Can't even hate you no more
Back when we was together
Was a bad bitch, Monroe
End of Good Feelings Era

Its grad party season, summer start
The cat calls and teasing, never hurt
I can't stop the cheesing, every word you say
Calms and eases my mind
I can hardly tell
How long our call was together
Felt like forever
Felt like its county jail
(Forever)
I need bail
You picked me up in your Jeep, up in yo car
Stickers on the back, showing who you are
Pick another track, pick another song
Makes me feel good, knowing who you are
Back when we was together
Was a bad bitch, Monroe
End of Good Feelings Era

My house was kinda small
We chill on my couch
With the jailbroken Roku, sipping Soju
We don't know at all
Your house was kinda rich, kinda strict
And yo mama could, be a kinda bitch
K-Drama on, with the fireplace
Thirty minutes later, play the quiet game
(We don't know)
Parents upstairs
And you say you don't care
Bitch, I do
Back when we would always drive
Your '03 or my '05
(I don't know!)
I aint talking bout no cars
So what (so what, so what)
So you're a little older
And I guess I'm little grown
And I guess you're living over
Living over by your dorm
Miss your room, miss your bed
Miss the playing round with your pillow pets
Miss playing sounds, on your record player
Turn the lights off now we silhouettes
Turn the lights off now we silhouettes
Turn the lights off now we silhouettes

Miss the playing sounds on the record player
Turn the lights off now we silhouettes
Turn the lights off now we silhouettes
Turn the lights off now we silhouettes
Miss the playing sounds on the record player
Kiss and play around, fuck a record player
(Turn the lights off now we silhouettes)
Guess at first we was friends
Then I guess we was lovers
This ain't a scope its a lens
Guess that shit was rose colored