Keeps

Aftertheparty

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I hit you up sometimes when I'm feeling low
You got what I want
And it's all for keeps, I know
But you got what I want

And I know that your love is chemical
Cool me down, slow my blood and my bones
I can't move, I can't talk next to you
Don't leave, the best is yet to come, oh

I've been since 5 AM
Fuck my 9-5, oh, yeah
You don't gotta lie, no
Treat me like a write off, yeah
Tax me how you want to
Want me like I want you, yeah
Poison like a cobra
On that venom, oh lord, yeah

I hit you up sometimes when I'm feeling low
You got what I want
And it's all for keeps, I know
But you got what I want