Dt. - Getaway (feat. Damier, Buddy Flo & Image)

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

It's seven, we texting, you tell me that you stressing
You feeling like the years you spent with him's a bad investment
Message after message, we talk till bout eleven
Then yo mama come to babysit you ask me for directions
To the spot I'm bout to step in
GPS it, and I'll meet you there
Leave regrets, questions, and drama, baby, just be prepared
I'll take you to a place where yo man ain't never been at
Where he ain't got no nosy ass cousins, and got no friends at
Time, I can lend that
But emotions just ain't possible
But I can be yo getaway from all them lies and obstacles
I can be yo Visine when he blur up yo opticals
He got yo love locked down, see me for yo conjugal's
Alcohol consumption, weed introductions
Loud music and clubbing is brief interruptions
I can't be yo' man, give you commitment and love ya
But it's ight, for the night, I'm yo significant other

Just for the night, you can lean on me, baby
Don't need no money, everything on me, baby
I got the blood, sweat, liquor, and promethazine
For these hours, I'll be everything he'll never be, baby
Just let this shit hit me
Yo' getaway, yo' getaway
Hey, just let this shit hit me
Yo' getaway, yo' getaway
For the night, it ain't a thing I won't get
But when the sun rise, you head right back to yo nigga
Go figure

You know what it is, so why's you playing
I'ma be in it all night to the end
Truly no need to be fighting the feeling
I already know that you gone, just saying
Just saying, what would you do to be down with the fam
How you expecting my trust or expect me to love you when I know that you got a man
I don't understand, that's not in the plan
Got out the Vega and fill it with grand
Just give it a chance as soon as you land
I bet you gone wanna roll up again, damn
I know there's times I get lost in the moment
Whenever I'm faded, it's all in slow motion
Driving you crazy and getting you open
It feel like you floating from smoking that potent
You coughing and choking
The feeling is growing
I'm hearing you moaning, you ready to go in
I hate that you slept
'Cause when she with me, you ain't even missed
When she with you, she thinking bout me
And when she with me, she thinking bout dick
Stroking it deep, pushing the air
Throwing it back while I'm pulling her hair
Know you be tripping while she come up missing
You calling her bitch and she don't even care
She don't even care
'Cause we don't compare, but you need her there
And I'll never need her
They play this song, she throwing her ear up

Just for the night, you can lean on me, baby
Don't need no money, everything on me, baby
I got the blood, sweat, liquor, and promethazine
For these hours, I'll be everything he'll never be, baby
Just let this shit hit me
Yo' getaway, yo' getaway
Hey, just let this shit hit me
Yo' getaway, yo' getaway
For the night, it ain't a thing I won't get
But when the sun rise, you head right back to yo nigga
Go figure

Ay, ay, ay, ay
That moonlight got you frozen
That sunlight feels so golden
So when those blinds close, feel like we both win
A place that nobody knows when
She told me I'm just like most men
I told her I'm just like most people
So it's equal that we both sin
Think about this when you're dozing
Either way, you take that dose in
From that unformulated potion
It's clear to see that you're broken
We both relate to the emotions of weekend on Frank Ocean
On weekends, you say you're open
So this open invitation
This life is filled with episodes
It shows no syndication
Your heart just starts to grow and beat so fast
with no indications of it slowing down
I like that feeling when you're going down
Tell me don't talk
You like that sound when I play shit like
You told me that you like that
I write you literally love notes and hope you write back
Whoever thought this little ounce of poison
Would be your nightcap, yeah
Just play the night

Written by:
Leslie Rolfe

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