Dominic Fike - White Keys

Aight, pitch black Chevy antique, I was seventeen

I ain’t have nothing but some tees and a pair of jeans

Pine trees, but it smell like weed in the front seat

You was en route to being famous and everything

White keys, ’cause she’s way too major for everything

I wanna be a part of it, what you got going on?

Isn’t as sad as you make it out to be

I wanna be mad, but you take it out of me

1995, teens in the Florida breeze (Ooh-ooh-ooh)

Ice cream, she was so sweet before everything

Tight squeeze, tryna fit me into everyday (Ooh-ooh-ooh)

But you never came

The world is movin’, 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 knew (Oh)

It was because of you (Oh)

I never knew

Oh, I guess I never-

Woah

Aight, rich ass, tryna fit my g’s in these Prada jeans

Mismatchin’ with my Celine’s king of everything

Fifth stack comin’ in this week, I bought everything

Dispatchin’ with all the g’s pull up wreck the scene

White keys ’cause she’s way too major for everything

The kids want distance, somewhat

Then I feel my heart inside my back

I made a point to be intact

And you don’t even keep it whole some with me

You were singin’ no songs with me

The world is movin’, we were never meant to stay (Oh-oh-oh)

But I was workin’ on the world (Oh-oh-oh)

I guess I thought that if I gave you what I had (Oh-oh-oh)

I guess I thought that it would work (Oh-oh-oh)

I never knew (Oh)

It was because of you (Oh)

I never knew

Oh, I guess I never-

Woah