Amaan! - #THEWEEKEND Lyrics

I've been missing your call
I've been feeling alone
Shawty don't call on the weekend
But we get intimate every single weekday

I got this drink in my cup and I'm feeling f*cked up
I've been feening your touch for this evening
I've been missing your call
I've been feeling alone

Shawty don't call on the weekend
But we get intimate every single weekday
I got this drink in my cup and I'm feeling f*cked up
I've been feening your touch for this evening

You've been away for a while
I got this place for the night
Hand in the 8th, it's my style
Pour a lil' drink, let's get wild

I can sense pain in your life
You could just hang for the ride
Heaven is waiting outside
Hop out that Ace and live life

Shawty don't call, but it's okay
She be on my mental, losing cognitive control, man
Feeling like I'm O.J. in a Bronco, 94, man
Swerving on the interstate, emotions never hold me

Down like my first love, which was the worst drug
But this feeling that I'm feeling got me on a new buzz
Only knew you, like, for two years, it felt a lifetime
How we disconnect now, it got me out my right mind, like, ayy

I've been missing your call, yeah
I've been feeling alone, yeah
Shawty don't call on the weekend
But we get intimate every single weekend

I got this drink in my cup and I'm feeling f*cked up
I've been feening your touch for this evening, hey, yeah
Well, now, really, when we go back, then, to falling in love
And say it's crazy

Falling
You see, we don't say rising into love
There is in it the idea of the fall
And it goes back, as a matter of fact, to extremely fundamental things

Yeah, it's dedicated to the lovers right here
The ones who take that leap of faith to conquer all their fears
Gotta let your ego go so that your soul can reappear
Tell me, how does it feel to just love

To reciprocate, what you fought for
The angels are singing above
Yeshua, done blessed you, it's all good, shit
I remember sleeping on your mama couch

1 a.m. in the morning, your mama went and kicked me out
Making out under McArthur Park in the dark
Face masks on us, we making love in my arc
Remember the first time I told you that I loved you

In front of the IHOP, on flagler, I thought I was buggin
And I probably was, cause you really went and switched up
Who would've thought my lil' Linda had me all in a rut
I surrender, I just can't hold back no more

Suppressed emotions, they resurface through that hole
If love was war, then it's a white flag
I hold on, I hold on
My love's strong

That there is always a curious tie at some point
Between the fall and the creation
Taking this ghastly risk
Is the condition of there being life

You see, for all, the life is an act of faith
And an act of gamble
So, actually, therefore, the course of wisdom
What is really sensible is to let go

Is to commit oneself, to give oneself up
And that's quite mad
So we come to the strange conclusion
That in madness lies sanity