Searching - Bakar
Composed by：Bakar
Produced by：Carter Lang/Nami
Drink myself right under the bar but girl what's new?
Tryna make it out the firehouse by nine o'clock noon
And I'm a little little late for sure
Hold your breath from my knock on your door
Tryna make it back home to mine for my lovely lady
It's so oh sick and tired of tryin' should've told the truth
I know you're so sick and tired of mine I know you hate to lose
That's why I'm so so sorry my lady
Spin your gears and wheels like Mercedez
Tryna keep my end of the barg-my end of the bargain
I'm still searchin' still searchin' for now
I'm still workin' I'm still workin' it out
And girl you wanna live a private life
But you ain't dealin' with the sacrifice
You still workin' you still workin' it out
I see myself as a bit of a star but girl that's you
I'm tryna learn to turn the lights down before they start to clone you
And I'm a little little sad for sure
Send a text I'll be gone in the morn'
I can't believe that I'm sayin'"Goodbye" to my lovely lady
You so bold singin'"We'll be fine" like we signed a truce
But when people they want me gone and stick around for fools
That's why I'm so so sorry my lady
Spin your gears and wheels like Mercedez
Tryna keep my end of the barg-my end of the bargain
I'm still searchin' still searchin' for now
I'm still workin' I'm still workin' it out
And girl you wanna live a private life
But you ain't dealin' with the sacrifice
You still workin' you still workin' it out
Oh-na-na-na
Hey
I'm just down for my lady
My lady yeah
We gold life belong
For my lady my lady my lady my lady my lady
My lady run away my baby comes again yeah
Oh now
