Be Like That - Kane Brown & Katelyn Brown

When it's 3 in the morning I got a couple missed calls from you Just giving you a call back Sometimes it be like that You call my phone 3 in the morning like I need you You call my phone when you want the sex, she say I miss you You lay your head right on my lap and let me kiss you It's been too long Sometimes it be like that, sometimes it be like that Sometimes it be like that, sometimes it be like that, yeah Sometimes it be like Baby you ain't gotta be like that I got ya hands to ya feet like that, I ain't know you was a freak like that You calling me daddy, you calling me da da I know you a savage, I know you a savage Young nigga got it from the mud Ever had dealings with a thug Take this dick and feel it in ya lungs From the back I beat it like a drum Maybe when the money get involved, that's when feelings get involved Hanging from the ceiling with no draws Baby I ain't picking up no calls 9-1-1 Yeah I got you calling 9-1-1 I got you calling 9-1-1 You will never find another one, you will never find another one You call my phone 3 in the morning like I need you You call my phone when you want the sex, she say I miss you You lay your head right on my lap and let me kiss you It's been too long Sometimes it be like that, sometimes it be like that Sometimes it be like that, sometimes it be like that, yeah You be getting nothing but hard dick Ride while you love to start shit Diving in ya water faucet, diving in ya water faucet You got that water, you got that water I'm going harder, I'm going harder, yeah I like to look at it I throw a hook at it You know I'm good at it, you know I'm good at it Tell ya friends stop with the lies They just tryna conquer and divide Fuck you in the backseat of the ride Lift the top back when we slide Put ya hair down when we glide And I got my hands on ya thighs You call my phone 3 in the morning like I need you You call my phone when you want the sex, she say I miss you You lay your head right on my lap and let me kiss you It's been too long Sometimes it be like that, sometimes it be like that Sometimes it be like that, sometimes it be like that, yeah Sometimes it be like that Baby you ain't gotta be like that I got ya hands ta ya feet like that, I ain't know you was a freak like that You calling me daddy, you calling me da da I know you a savage, I know you a savage Speaking from my soul and my heart Room full of hoes on my charts Look at who I chose from the start Shut ya fuckin' mouth don't you start Say the bullshit for the birds I don't give a damn what you heard I don't give a damn what's the word Stop it for ya shit be on the curb You be trying to body ya emotions Keeping shit inside when you hurting After while it turn into a burden Now you crying all up on my shirt then You get in that water and I murk it Probably think I do this shit on purpose But tell the truth I know you don't deserve it Tell the truth I know that I ain't perfect Now you probably thinking is I'm worth it All the pain lies and the games Crying to ya eyes and ya brains Crying ta ya mind til ya change Just leave me the keys to the range Pray you never need me again Don't call when you move ten a chain You just bipolar you ducking me over My heart on a roller coaster We took pictures you ain't post em Sleeping with the doors open You thinking bout leaving ain't you You tired of me breathing ain't you Yeah Gone and shoot me Cause I can't live without you

I can never be like that I can never be like that Never be like that I can never be like that I can never Be like that Caught with some racks in a beamer Glad I buss case like Tulisa My country connect that's my geezer He's on speed dial for the beater Been a finesse boy before Fifa My nigga (shh) got keys like Alicia My mixrace ting mamacita She's on speed dial if i need her Real nigga but my hearts like im Irish Louie on my face looking stylish They love me in the 9 im finest Money up front fuck a violence I was broke now there's no comparison I be sipping Champagne in Radisson Chilling with my ting from Dagenham Blowing in my crib she said I move like Hamilton Say the trap hard but they look like crap These niggas in beef and they don't do jack Say they grind hard but they don't do that I can never Be like that I can never be like that I can never be like that Never be like that I can never be like that I can never Be like that Dash money in the air no confetti Can't you see the shine on the Bezi I lick man down for the belly That's why its strap first in Giuseppe Sick with the nank and im physical I use my bare hands make him critical I just wanna make p im not a criminal I cut man for the p like umbilical I can never be like that Said he's on to your dargs and you see him when you trap I can never be like that They lie slow always coulda been like man Buss a quick night and I told her be right back She said why you gotta be like that I told her please babe just allow me Its not everyday trips in a Audi I can never i can never go broke These niggas talk racks they got no dough I can never be like that I can never be like that Never be like that I can never i can never go broke These niggas talk racks all time they got no notes I can never be like that If i go broke ima take his stack I can never Be like that I can never be like that I can never Be like that I can never be like that I can never be like that Never be like that

We take a drive just to sing along Every word of them Rolling Stones Stacey's mom had it goin' on Lived three doors down, I can see her now Her daughter had a heart that was wild and free If you Blink-182, then you'd miss me and her Every verse had a story Yeah, them pocket lighter nights lit up our days of glory Back when the air guitars were the only sound And you'd strum the chords and I'd put the pedal down Two-man dashboard band rollin' through this town Had that rearview shakin' to the kick-drum beat Leanin' West Coast deep in the bucket seats All I ever wanted was right there in that car Back when we were rockstars (We're running all night, chasing down a dream) (Howling at the moon, baby, you and me) Back when we were rockstars (We're running all night, chasing down a dream) (Howling at the moon, baby, you and me) Nothin' like freedom two windows down You singin' along, still hear it now Way too loud and sometimes off key But you sounded like an angel to me You'd make fun of how I threw my head And threw my fingers up in the air Thought I was Kurt Cobain or Jimmy Page You were at side seat, center stage Back when the air guitars were the only sound And you'd strum the chords and I'd put the pedal down Two-man dashboard band rollin' through this town And that rearview shakin' to the kick-drum beat Leanin' West Coast deep in the bucket seats All I ever wanted was right there in that car Back when we were rockstars Back when we were rockstars We never ended up on MTV Or heard our voices on a CD But in your eyes and in my arms We were each other's rockstars Back when the air guitars were the only sound And you'd strum the chords and I'd put the pedal down Two-man dashboard band rollin' through this town Had that rearview shakin' to the kick-drum beat Leeanin' West Coast deep in the bucket seats All I ever wanted was right there in that car Back when we were rockstars (We're running all night, chasing down a dream) (Howling at the moon, baby, you and me) Yeah, back when we were rockstars (We're running all night, chasing down a dream) (Howling at the moon, baby, you and me) Back when we were rockstars (We're running all night, chasing down a dream) (Howling at the moon, baby, you and me) You and me were rockstars (We're running all night, chasing down a dream) (Howling at the moon, baby, you and me) oh yeah (Running all night, chasing down a dream) Yeah, we were runnin' all night, chasing down a dream Howlin' at the moon, baby, you and me

Its 4:30 Friday I get off at 5. I'm gunna come into your place, You come into mine. Got a bottle of Jack And cheap red wine. Yeah our own little world. Wanna open em up And close all the doors, Spin you around On that kitchen floor, Cuz all week long I've been waiting for, You and me girl. Just chilling on the weekend, weekend. Sipping something on the cheap end, Cheap end. Skinny dipping in the deep end, deep end, Or Bass fishing with your feet in, Feet in. Up all night then we sleep in, sleep in. When we were never really sleepin, Sleepin. Tangled up in the sheets and sheets and Goose bumps gets to creeping, Creeping. Ya we chillin on the weekend. Just chilling on the weekend. We can watch a whole season of Seinfeld or Friends While I watch that afternoon sun shining in, Right through the blinds and onto your skin. Yeah that's something to see. Three days just ain't enough and time's ticking. So keep that cherry red lipstick sticking on meee. Ya let's just keep... Just chillin on the weekend, weekend. Sipping something on the cheap end, Cheap end. Skinny dipping in the deep end, Deep end, Or Bass fishing with your feet in, Feet in. Up all night then we sleep in, sleep in. But we were never really sleepin, Sleepin. Tangled up in the sheets and sheets and Goose bumps gets to creepin, creepin. Ya we chilling on the weekend. Just chilling on the weekend, weekend. Nothing to do, nowhere to be, nothing to do, nowhere to be Right here with you and you with me. Me here with you and you with me. Just chilling on the weekend, weekend. Oh Oh, sipping something on the cheap end. Yeah, skinny dipping in the deep end Or Bass fishing with your feet in. Ohhhh up all night then we sleepin, Sleepin But we were never really sleepin, sleepin. Tangled up in the sheets and sheets and Goose bumps just a creepin, creepin. Yeah we chilling on the weekend. Ohhhh yeaahhh. Yeah we chilling on the weekend. Just chilling on the weekend, weekend. Chilling on the weekend.

Yeah, we grew up in the backseat Singin', tappin' bare feet Blarin' daddy's radio It was clothes on the clothesline Skeeter's zappin' porch lights Blue collar, red dirt road It was Ford, it was Chevy Longneck Bud heavies It was RC Cola cokes It was blue jeans, Skoal rings Dry-rotted tire swings Yeah, that's all we know Yeah, here's to the middle of nowhere Where the small town roots run deep If you know what I'm talkin' 'bout Yeah, you was raised like me Talkin' Florida, 'Bama, Georgia, Carolina Louisiana, Mississippi Texas to Tennessee So raise your beers, cheers, here's to BFE It was chickens from the front yard Grillin' in the backyard Collard greens on the stove It was 'baccer, it was corn Praise the Lord I was born In a town nobody knows Yeah, here's to the middle of nowhere Where the small town roots run deep If you know what I'm talkin' 'bout Yeah, you was raised like me Talkin' Florida, 'Bama, Georgia, Carolina Louisiana, Mississippi Texas to Tennessee So raise your beers, cheers, here's to BFE (Play that thing) (C'mon!) Yeah, here's to the middle of nowhere Where the small town roots run deep If you know what I'm talkin' 'bout Yeah, you was raised like me Talkin' Florida, 'Bama, Georgia, Carolina Louisiana, Mississippi Texas to Tennessee So raise your beers, cheers, here's to BFE Yeah, raise your beers, cheers, here's to BFE Ooh, that's right