Got me Up
She got me up all night, listening to nothing but love songs. That how it was the first night I met my dream. She was that type of dreams that can make you wake up in cold sweats. That's how I felt when we first met. I mean, she was breath taking and I love my oxygen. Still somehow she seems to take all of it out my lungs. But that suffocation never made feel more closer to life. When I found out what she was like, it was flight. That girl gave me first class ticket sentences. Conversation so smooth, she could of manipulated in to making do whatever she wanted to do. The girl was too cool, not only did show love to me. But Ironically on this "weekend" she also showed love to the crew, but this wasn't a Drake song. To me, it seemed like she had the whole world in her hands and the answer to world peace in her heart. From when our eyes meant I knew that she was out of my league. Still her holy grail of a smile lead me to believe that she could be for me. Now I'm here up late, listening to love song. J.Cole sure knew what he was talking about.
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