"Luther" lyrics
Iron & Wine & Ben Bridwell Lyrics
Hey, Roman numeral seven, bae, drop it like it's hot
If this world was mine, I'd take your dreams and make 'em multiply
If this world was mine, I'd take your enemies in front of God
Introduce 'em to that light, hit them strictly with that fire
Fah-fah, fah
Hey, Roman numeral seven, bae, drop it like it's hot
If this world was mine, I'd take your dreams and make 'em multiply
If this world was mine, I'd take your enemies in front of God
Introduce 'em to that light, hit them strictly with that fire
It's a vibe, do your dance, let 'em watch
She a fan, he a flop, they just wanna kumbaya, nah
In this world, concrete flowers grow
Heartache, she only doin' what she know
Weekends, get it poppin' on the low
Better days comin' for sure
If it was up to me
I wouldn't give these nobodies no sympathy
I'd take away the pain, I'd give you everything
Just to see you win
If it was up to me
I wouldn't give these nobodies no sympathy
I'd take away the pain, I'd give you everything
Just to see you win
It go in, out, do it real slow
Baby, you a star, strike, pose
When I'm with you, everything goes
Come and put that, put that on my soul
'Rari, crown, wrist, froze
Drip, pound, on the way home
In this world, concrete flowers grow
Heartache, she only doin' what she know
Weekends, get it poppin' on the low
Better days comin' for sure
If it was up to me
I wouldn't give these nobodies no sympathy
I'd take away the pain, I'd give you everything
To see you win
If it was up to me
I wouldn't give these nobodies no sympathy
I'd take away the pain, I'd give you everything
To see you win
I can't lie, I trust you, I love you, I won't waste your time
I turn it off just so I can turn you on
I'ma make you say it loud
I'm not even trippin', I won't stress you out
I might even settle down for you
I'ma show you I'm a pro
I'ma take my time and turn it off
Just so I can turn you on, baby
Weekends, get it poppin' on the low
Better days comin' for sure
If this world was mine, I'd take your dreams and make 'em multiply
If this world was mine, I'd take your enemies in front of God
Introduce 'em to that light, hit them strictly with that fire
Fah-fah, fah
Hey, Roman numeral seven, bae, drop it like it's hot
If this world was mine, I'd take your dreams and make 'em multiply
If this world was mine, I'd take your enemies in front of God
Introduce 'em to that light, hit them strictly with that fire
It's a vibe, do your dance, let 'em watch
She a fan, he a flop, they just wanna kumbaya, nah
In this world, concrete flowers grow
Heartache, she only doin' what she know
Weekends, get it poppin' on the low
Better days comin' for sure
If it was up to me
I wouldn't give these nobodies no sympathy
I'd take away the pain, I'd give you everything
Just to see you win
If it was up to me
I wouldn't give these nobodies no sympathy
I'd take away the pain, I'd give you everything
Just to see you win
It go in, out, do it real slow
Baby, you a star, strike, pose
When I'm with you, everything goes
Come and put that, put that on my soul
'Rari, crown, wrist, froze
Drip, pound, on the way home
In this world, concrete flowers grow
Heartache, she only doin' what she know
Weekends, get it poppin' on the low
Better days comin' for sure
If it was up to me
I wouldn't give these nobodies no sympathy
I'd take away the pain, I'd give you everything
To see you win
If it was up to me
I wouldn't give these nobodies no sympathy
I'd take away the pain, I'd give you everything
To see you win
I can't lie, I trust you, I love you, I won't waste your time
I turn it off just so I can turn you on
I'ma make you say it loud
I'm not even trippin', I won't stress you out
I might even settle down for you
I'ma show you I'm a pro
I'ma take my time and turn it off
Just so I can turn you on, baby
Weekends, get it poppin' on the low
Better days comin' for sure
