What Kind of Love
What kind of love just stays the same?
What kind of love don't die alone?
What kind of love would take this long?
What kind of love don't make you old?
Meet me at the studio
I just wanna play you something
Meet me at the studio
I just wanna tell you something
'Cause you satisfy my heart
Even though we're far apart
Can't remember how to start
The lies
You like to call me koala
I'll be your Simba, you're Nala
Wherever you go I'll follow
The lies
Drove for hours just to see your face
Sorry
Drove for hours just to see your face
We should've talked just if just to clear the space
But now we stare at each other
Buried whatever feeling that was
He texts to "Keep your heart D-stacks, keep your heart
These girls are smart d-stacks these girls are smart"
I know
Why get a dog? It's just gonna die
Everything you love's just going to leave you one day
And that's just real shit he can still spit but what's the point?
I said a lot of stupid stuff, I think that I was growing up
What kind of love don't hurt so bad?
What kind of love don't feel this way?
What kind of love would make me fall?
Little lies
Little lies, little lies
Little lies, little lies
Little lies
Na, na-na, na, na-na, na-na
Little lies
What kind of love don't die alone?
What kind of love would take this long?
What kind of love don't make you old?
Meet me at the studio
I just wanna play you something
Meet me at the studio
I just wanna tell you something
'Cause you satisfy my heart
Even though we're far apart
Can't remember how to start
The lies
You like to call me koala
I'll be your Simba, you're Nala
Wherever you go I'll follow
The lies
Drove for hours just to see your face
Sorry
Drove for hours just to see your face
We should've talked just if just to clear the space
But now we stare at each other
Buried whatever feeling that was
He texts to "Keep your heart D-stacks, keep your heart
These girls are smart d-stacks these girls are smart"
I know
Why get a dog? It's just gonna die
Everything you love's just going to leave you one day
And that's just real shit he can still spit but what's the point?
I said a lot of stupid stuff, I think that I was growing up
What kind of love don't hurt so bad?
What kind of love don't feel this way?
What kind of love would make me fall?
Little lies
Little lies, little lies
Little lies, little lies
Little lies
Na, na-na, na, na-na, na-na
Little lies
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Writer(s): Donald Glover
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