We're taking the long way home So we're taking the long way home (taking the long way) 'Cause I don't wanna be wasting my time alone I wanna get lost and drive forever with you Talkin' about nothing yeah whatever baby (Taking the long way home) Hitting

Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got love for us, but what about last year? I remember what you said behind our back And you sweared to your god that we wouldn't do shit. We are the new kings. I don't forget! Take a look at who's standing before

Who do you love? Well, I don't know I don't wanna talk about it (let's talk about it) You sit around in the strangest place (Heaven must be weary) Heaven must be weary

If only we could, You and Me in, Run away to La La La La La Land, Ooh, fuck it let them talk about us, Let them talk about us, Oh they wanna play rough, You and me in La La La La La Land, We'll be safe in La La La La La Land, These Hollywood dreams

Don't tell me you're my heartbreaker You say that you don't wanna talk but it's cool Been thinkin' about you all day long, hopin' you'll pick up your phone And I know that I don't wanna lose your love oh baby, oh baby Oh girl I got a secret place that we

Oh oh oh oh oh woah oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh All this bad blood here, won't you let it dry? It's been cold for years, won't you let it lie? I don't wanna hear about the bad blood anymore I don't wanna hear you talk about it anymore We were young and drinking

We never done, we never done 'Cause I don't wanna go through the gates of heaven thinking what we might have missed Let's see the eight world wonders Before we're six feet under, oh Do everything we always talked about Climb a mountain in Nepal Land in

Nigga, talkin' bout M's Talkin' about M's Talkin' bout M's, nigga, M's Make 'em talk about, make 'em talk about M's Make 'em talk about, talkin' bout M's, nigga Chill and get faded All I ever wanna do is chill and get shaded I wanna see you take it all

That ain't my baby, no, that ain't my girl Maria, why you wanna play me like that? But she talking in, and she needs to quit But never this, all I know she's not mine 'Cause she's wildin' out, what she talking about? She ain't my baby, she ain't my girl

I got my mind on my money nigga from Monday to Monday Thinking about my money go to Church on a Sunday Popped an ecstacy pills xans when I wanna You can't talk to me about that good or bad karma Don't don't really care 'bout you Don't don't wanna hear