"Riley Freeman" lyrics
Anything that you need I could pick it up, yeah
I'm already speeding to see you this evening I'm waiting for your touch
It's hard to believe that I needed a reason to find my way to you
You said I been gone way too long
Baby, I'm really bout to put you on
I could put you on game
She wear that juicy shit that she know I adore
I love the way your body feels under velour
Tell me it's couture, but I doubt it
You ain't gotta dress up, girl, that body is astounding
I'm a palm angel but I ain't paid a dime for
Got a day date that I ain't got the time for
I'm on luxury
And my pen game on corona ain't nobody can touch me
And She told me "Cole, why you so cold? Hurry up" Yeah
She said "I got the keys, got what you need to feel a buzz" Yeah
Baby, she just want me, me for herself all the time, yeah
She just want me to leave the fuckery all behind, yeah
But she way too bad, bad to be sad in the club, yeah
When every man blowing a bag to feel her love, yeah
Baby too smart, she play the game, she know what's up, yeah
We don't gotta be friends for this shit to come to end, oh no
Don't you rain on my parade I've been waiting too many days for-
Alright let me go again
Don't you rain on my parade I've been waiting to many days for it
I ain't tryna fall in love you make it difficult
You threw my heart into your bed with my principles
Now I really need it, baby, and I'm here for you
I'm coming down off a couple late nights
I just came back from L.A. and I got paid right
So I'm going crazy, baby
Don't need you to save me, baby
I just need some company, some time from you to love on me
So it's all on you
But all on me
To call on you, oh no
So fall on through
I got your back
And I got you, oh no
So it's all on you
But all on me
To call on you, oh no
So fall on through
I got your back
Baby, I'm tryna come over
Not for nothing
Not for closure
Predisposition for me being to open
Not for nothing
When I'm sober
So, baby, please when I'm tryna come over
Not for nothing
Not for closure
Predisposition for me being to open
Not for nothing
When I'm sober
I'm already speeding to see you this evening I'm waiting for your touch
It's hard to believe that I needed a reason to find my way to you
You said I been gone way too long
Baby, I'm really bout to put you on
I could put you on game
She wear that juicy shit that she know I adore
I love the way your body feels under velour
Tell me it's couture, but I doubt it
You ain't gotta dress up, girl, that body is astounding
I'm a palm angel but I ain't paid a dime for
Got a day date that I ain't got the time for
I'm on luxury
And my pen game on corona ain't nobody can touch me
And She told me "Cole, why you so cold? Hurry up" Yeah
She said "I got the keys, got what you need to feel a buzz" Yeah
Baby, she just want me, me for herself all the time, yeah
She just want me to leave the fuckery all behind, yeah
But she way too bad, bad to be sad in the club, yeah
When every man blowing a bag to feel her love, yeah
Baby too smart, she play the game, she know what's up, yeah
We don't gotta be friends for this shit to come to end, oh no
Don't you rain on my parade I've been waiting too many days for-
Alright let me go again
Don't you rain on my parade I've been waiting to many days for it
I ain't tryna fall in love you make it difficult
You threw my heart into your bed with my principles
Now I really need it, baby, and I'm here for you
I'm coming down off a couple late nights
I just came back from L.A. and I got paid right
So I'm going crazy, baby
Don't need you to save me, baby
I just need some company, some time from you to love on me
So it's all on you
But all on me
To call on you, oh no
So fall on through
I got your back
And I got you, oh no
So it's all on you
But all on me
To call on you, oh no
So fall on through
I got your back
Baby, I'm tryna come over
Not for nothing
Not for closure
Predisposition for me being to open
Not for nothing
When I'm sober
So, baby, please when I'm tryna come over
Not for nothing
Not for closure
Predisposition for me being to open
Not for nothing
When I'm sober
Writer(s): James Murray, Cole Basta, Mustafa Omar
