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Chase Murphy - Forreal Lyrics



Chase Murphy - Forreal Lyrics




Do not call me from the bar you in
Askin' bout the car I'm in
I could make your body go n' forth like an argument
Don't know what the problem is
Talk n' act the opposite
Say I'm like a coppa' widda' choppa', I'm incompetent

But baby go n' walk it out, and later on
Maybe we could talk it out, like telephone
'Cause lately you be buggin' out, like honeycomb
Like come on, how you hoppin' out?
We headed home

Is you coming for the ride?
Promise me you ride or die, yeah
Or should we put it to the side?
Just to make it through the night, yeah (I-I-I-I)

Oh, I been too gone
For too long
This drama has been killing me
You feeling me?
Lil mama went from red hot to luke warm, cold shoulder
Keep your head high, and move on
It's over, forreal'

Forreal'
It's over forreal'
And I don't know how to feel

Got me sayin' "Ooh"
Yeah
That's one hell of a peach but shit ain't really been that peachy wit' you
It used to feel just like a movie, it was PG wit' you
But now we look over the clip and we too old for the view

Used to be dinner for two
And then a dip in the pool
Splash
Lose my head but never losing my cool
Feel like I'm losin' my mind, I know that I'm losing you
Damn
And I pull off in the coupe

Is you coming for the ride?
Promise me you ride or die, yeah
Or should we put it to the side?
Just to make it through the night, yeah

Oh, I been too gone (Yeah)
For too long (Uh)
This drama has been killing me (Nah)
You feeling me? (Yeah)
Lil mama went from red hot (Hot)
To lukewarm (That's right)
Cold shoulder (Yeah)
Keep your head high (High)
And move on
It's over, forreal'

Forreal'
It's over forreal'
And I don't know how to feel
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Do not call me from the bar you in
Askin' bout the car I'm in
I could make your body go n' forth like an argument
Don't know what the problem is
Talk n' act the opposite
Say I'm like a coppa' widda' choppa', I'm incompetent

But baby go n' walk it out, and later on
Maybe we could talk it out, like telephone
'Cause lately you be buggin' out, like honeycomb
Like come on, how you hoppin' out?
We headed home

Is you coming for the ride?
Promise me you ride or die, yeah
Or should we put it to the side?
Just to make it through the night, yeah (I-I-I-I)

Oh, I been too gone
For too long
This drama has been killing me
You feeling me?
Lil mama went from red hot to luke warm, cold shoulder
Keep your head high, and move on
It's over, forreal'

Forreal'
It's over forreal'
And I don't know how to feel

Got me sayin' "Ooh"
Yeah
That's one hell of a peach but shit ain't really been that peachy wit' you
It used to feel just like a movie, it was PG wit' you
But now we look over the clip and we too old for the view

Used to be dinner for two
And then a dip in the pool
Splash
Lose my head but never losing my cool
Feel like I'm losin' my mind, I know that I'm losing you
Damn
And I pull off in the coupe

Is you coming for the ride?
Promise me you ride or die, yeah
Or should we put it to the side?
Just to make it through the night, yeah

Oh, I been too gone (Yeah)
For too long (Uh)
This drama has been killing me (Nah)
You feeling me? (Yeah)
Lil mama went from red hot (Hot)
To lukewarm (That's right)
Cold shoulder (Yeah)
Keep your head high (High)
And move on
It's over, forreal'

Forreal'
It's over forreal'
And I don't know how to feel
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Writer: Carson Murphy
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