To have and to hold A lover of the light So love the one you hold There'll be no value in the strength of walls that I have grown There'll be no comfort in the shade of the shadows thrown But I'd be yours if you'd be mine And I'll be your goal And I will

You're gonna be the one Stealing all my love back, giving it to him Bang, bang, bang, this time I win I thought your love was all that, On to the next one That's hoping When I'm out having fun That's broken Bang, bang, bang I'm breaking in

Love feels like loneliness sometimes Sometimes, sometimes Oops, didn’t mean to make you love me Love feels like loneliness That's just the way it is Didn't mean to be charming Such a beautiful darling Didn’t wanna make you think we can be a thing And I

There's somebody else that feels the same somewhere There's gotta be somebody for me out there 'Cause nobody wants to be the last one there 'Cause everyone wants to feel like someone cares Someone to love with my life in their hands And everyone wants to

Shout out to my niggas on the wing though My niggas walk in with it like it's legal They don't even understand my lingo Brr brr, that's the money ringtone I love my money pink and all in singles Baby, bring that pussy this way But don't worry 'bout a

I hope you learn to make it on your own And if you love yourself just know you'll never be alone I hope that you get everything you want and that you chose I hope that it's the realest thing that you ever know Hope you get the pretty girls, that's pretty

With all your light Finché vorrai Abbracciami I thought sooner or later The lights up above Will come down in circles and guide me to love But I don't know what's right for me

Didn't they say that only love will win in the end Alone again And you saw me low Loneliness and all I was stuck to the spot without a friend And I hunger and I thirst For some shiver For some whispered words And the promise to come

We havin’ a celebration, love to stay high Get high, get high, get high, get high, get high Westside, westside, westside, westside, westside Put the purp in the blunt Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, I’m floatin' I'm gone Nigga blowing on that

Look what you've done I'm a motherfuckin' starboy House so empty, need a centerpiece Twenty racks a table cut from ebony Cut that ivory into skinny pieces Then she clean it with her face man I love my baby You talking money, need a hearing aid You