White Keys - James Major
Lyrics by：Johnathan Carter Cunningham/Dominic David Fike
Composed by：Johnathan Carter Cunningham/Dominic David Fike
I pitch black Chevy antique I was seventeen
I ain't had nothing but some trees and a pair of jeans
Pine trees but it smell like weed in a front seat
You was on route to being famous
And everything white keys
Cuz she's way too major for everything
I want to be a part of it
What you got going on
Is in as sad as you make it out to be
I want to be mad but you take it out of me
Nineteen ninety five teens in the Florida breeze
Ice cream she was so sweet before everything
Tight squeeze trying to fit me in the everyday
But you never came
The road is moving we were never meant to stay
But I was working on the world
I guess I thought that if I gave you what I had
I guess I thought that it would work
I never know
Oh oh
It was because of oooo
Woo
I never know
Oh
I guess I never
I bitchies I reach as
I bitchies trying to fit my G's in his proud jeans
Mismatching with my gasoline king of everything
Fist stack coming in this week I bought everything
Dispatching with all these G's pull up break the scene
White keys cuz she's way too major for every one
This one distance
Someone then I feel my heart inside my back
I made a point to be intact
And you don't even keep it wholesome with me
You were singing no songs with me
The world is moving we were never meant to stay
But I was working on the weather
I guess I thought that if I give you what I need
I guess I thought that it would
I never know
Oh oh
It was because of oooo
Woo
I never know
Oh
I guess I never
I bitchies I reach as
Ooooooo
