Dominic Fike - White Keys

White Keys

Dominic Fike
2:25

A'ight, pitch black Chevy antique, I was 17I ain't have nothing but some tees and a pair of jeansPalm trees, but it smell like weed in the front seatYou was en route to being famous and everythingWhite keys, 'cause she's way too major for everythingI wanna be a part of it, what you got going on

Is it as sad as you make it out to be?I wanna be mad, but you take it out of me1995, teens in the Florida breeze (ooh-ooh-ooh)Ice cream, shit was so sweet before everythingTight squeeze, tryna fit me into every day (ooh-ooh-ooh)But you never came

The world is movin', we were never meant to stayBut I was working on the worldI guess I thought that if I gave you what I hadI guess I thought that it would work

I never knew (oh, oh, oh)And it was because of you (oh, oh, oh)I never knew (oh, oh, oh)Oh, I guess I never knew (whoa)

A'ight, rich ass, tryna fit my Gs in these Prada jeansMismatchin' with my Celines, king of everythingFifth stack comin' in this week, I bought everythingDispatchin' with dollar G's, pulled up, ripped the scene

White keys 'cause she's way too major for everythingThe kids want distance, somewhatThen I feel my heart inside my backI made a point to be intactAnd you don't even keep it wholesome with meYou 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, oh, oh)And it was because of you (oh, oh, oh)I never knew (oh, oh, oh)Oh, I guess I never knew (whoa)