Fana Hues - high roller
Got them spirits in meI'm holy ghosting I
Took a trip doubled down
A high roller
Ain't coming back
I ain't gone make it back
Reliving what's missed
Tally up what's left
And split the Difference
Ain't coming back
I ain't make it back
Ooh, I ain't coming home
Don't wait up, don't wait up
By your phone
Ooh, I ain't coming home
Don't wait up, don't wait up
By your phone
Go ahead and let the chips fall
No wins but I'm count it all
Falling into high hell
But I'm make it back
Tryna make it back
(Ooh) low life in my hotel room
This time I fell in love with the king of the queens
Like a Lucy the sky with diamonds, ride
Laughing and cryin' at the same damn time
I ain't coming home
Don't wait up, don't wait up
By your phone
Ooh, I ain't coming home
Don't wait up, don't wait up
By your phone
Lucy in the sky
Lucy in the sky
Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ride
Ooh, I ain't coming home
Don't wait up, don't wait up
By your phone (by your phone)
Ooh, I ain't coming home
Don't wait up, don't wait up
By your phone (by your phone)
(Lucy in the sky) (ooh)
(Lucy in the sky)
Written by:
Fana Hughes, Butcha, Hope Shorter, Willie Yanez
Publisher:
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