Whitney Peyton
You Are
You’re way too good to me
Way too good for me, you are
You are
You are

You’re way too good to me
Way too good for me, you are
You are
You are

You got me bad
You got me shook
You made me laugh at myself
You made me grow
You made me look twice
All i thought I had was myself
Wrong! baby lets face it
Every girl you f***ing with before me was basic
I didn’t wanna say shit
Know I’m not perfect but i made it
From basements out in Pennsylvania, damn
And I can’t change, that’s the price of pain
Everybody fighting’ for that slice of fame
You ain't never gonna see me bite the bait
And thats real
Joan jett lets runaway
Cold nights turn to summer days
And through it all you still kept it 100
When ya really coulda left for like100 things
Baby thats why

You’re way too good to me
Way too good for me, you are
You are
You are

You’re way too good to me
Way too good for me, you are
You are
You are

My gross and my Net Flex on em now
Thats “13 reasons why”
Everybody on me now
You were messing with me when I was barely getting by
You think i don’t recall that?
Those days I had to get in line
Now I’m walking in the back
Look around ain’t nobody different by my side
New whip with the same drive
We got ahead with the same mind
Same grind and we on the same page
We always saying’ shit at the same time
That why everyone wanna jinx us
Give a f*** what you heard through the grape vine
Never gonna let ya fall to the way side
Just watch cause I'll make time

You’re way too good to me
Way too good for me, you are
You are
You are

You’re way too good to me
Way too good for me, you are
You are
You are

You’re way too good to me
Way too good for me, you are
You are
You are