Leather Coat Lyrics – Don Toliver

[Part I]

[Verse: Don Toliver]
I'm feeling like you can't hear me (Hear me)
I cared about us being in love
One hand on the wheel, I'm steering
I thought about us being in love, bae
I thought about us up in the tub, bae
You see me calling out, you can hear me
There wasn't time, it wasn't love, bae
You see me thinking how I f**ked up, bae
(F**ked up, bae)
How I f**ked up, bae
I wasn't right, I wasn't right
I wasn't wrong
I'm blaming me, I'm blaming the Patrón (Yeah), hey
Too much stress up in my head, don't blow it
She had the head if I ain't cut for it
Imagine me just being mе, it's all flex (Yeah)
Too many cars and locations, it's all text (Yеah)
I took the keys to the Bimmer and swing left (Skrrt)
No security, she call me, I said less

[Outro: Don Toliver]
Here again, recording
Calling for your favor
Need you now or later
Calling for your favor
And a year ago we caught it
See you now or later
And I'm calling for your favor
Calling for your favor

[Part II]

[Intro: Don Toliver]
Around the world at night
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Call my name
I don't know what guided me, yeah
I need to find my—
Been around the world at night
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
For my—

[Verse: Don Toliver]
My eyes wide open from the mud so you never know
She be top ten in my eyes if I let her go
She be upset when I connive in my leather coat
You're too gassed up, you live off in the meadows
A bouquet, your roses, you drop rose petals
This rockstar love, a lot of heavy metal
And lil' baby got a Glock, you got to take care of those
When did I notice I was wrong for my emotion? (When did I?)
When did I notice you move away when you love me?
You got it bad for a n!gga (Bad for a n!gga)
To live a good night for figure
You need to get past, past quicker
I need you to relax, my n!gga, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)

[Bridge: Don Toliver]
Twenty-four hours pleading the streets
Give me my time or give me my peace
In a cold-hearted fleece
You've never seen the keys
You've never seen the suites
You'll never see the peace
Twenty-four hours pleading the streets
Give me my time or give me my peace
You've never seen the keys
You've never seen the peace
You've never seen the suites
You've never seen the streets
You've never seen a Jeep
Twenty-four hours
Twenty-four hours pleading the streets
Give me my time or give me my peace
You've never seen the keys
You've never seen the suites
You've never seen the peace
You've never seen a Jeep
You never seen the—

[Outro: Don Toliver]
Yeah!
Yeah!