I'm Not Alright (Zack Martino Remix) - Loud Luxury & Bryce Vine

I don't need a rich boy I don't want your money No, you don't gotta spend nothing on me All I want is sweet, sweet love Sweet, sweet love (hey!) I don't need a rich boy I don't want dollars No, you don't gotta be a high roller All I want is sweet, sweet love Sweet, sweet love (hey!) I don't need a rich boy I don't want dollars No, you don't gotta be a high roller All I want is sweet, sweet love Sweet, sweet love (hey!) I don't need a rich boy I don't want your money No, you don't gotta spend nothing on me All I want is sweet, sweet love Sweet, sweet love I don't need a rich boy I don't want dollars No, you don't gotta be a high roller All I want is sweet, sweet love Sweet, sweet love (hey!) I don't need a rich boy I don't want your money No, you don't gotta spend nothing on me All I want is sweet, sweet love Sweet, sweet love (hey!) I don't need a rich boy I don't want dollars No, you don't gotta be a high roller All I want is sweet, sweet love Sweet, sweet love (hey!) I don't need a rich boy I don't want your money No, you don't gotta spend nothing on me All I want is sweet, sweet love Sweet, sweet love (hey!) I don't need a rich boy I don't want dollars No, you don't gotta be a high roller All I want is sweet, sweet love Sweet, sweet love

Oh, we don't waste our time We don't wait in line, to see the fashion lights And now the room is spinning 'round So keep the music loud (Put your drinks in the air if you vibing with us) Sip-sip Sippy-sipping on my drink with my lipstick Getting sticky on their own 'Cause we're slipping now we're dripping on the drizzle we are spitting Until we're dripping and we're sittin' on the floor Take a sip-sip Sippy-sipping on your drink and your lipstick Getting sticky on their own 'Cause we're slipping now we're dripping on the drizzle we are spitting Until we're dripping and we're sittin' on the floor Oh, take another shot Dance like we're in love Tonight could be enough And we, will turn it upside down 'Til they kick us out (Put your drinks in the air if you vibin' with us) Sip-sip Sippy-sipping on my drink with my lipstick Getting sticky on their own 'Cause we're slipping now we're dripping on the drizzle we are spitting Until we're dripping and we're sittin' on the floor Take a sip-sip Sippy-sipping on your drink and your lipstick Getting sticky on their own 'Cause we're slipping now we're dripping on the drizzle we are spitting Until we're dripping and we're sittin' on the floor

Okay I know it's been a minute since we come along The old house you were livin' in is now a synagogue Opa, the hardest part of growin' is the lack of a choice (Yeah) I rolled past that old bowling alley but now it's a vance Rolled past the O'Malley house and the family is gone It's cold now but I'm highly evolved So I don't feel the cold in the car I stopped two blocks from the high school lot On the corner every mornin' where Denae got dropped Pretty broad, mama caught up on the PTA Sneaker off, ditch your class and go to CPK But it's A, okay Still a markin' from the tires, where my old car crashed Metal, glass, burnin' rubber on my old car dashed My boy sleep in the back God damn it another panic from your blow hard dad Fuck around in the back of a Jeep Run amok in the street Follow wakin' in the passenger seat, all aboard That ship don't sail like it did anymore so We're goin' back to the fire side It's been a long time but we're alright We're goin' back to the fire side It's been a long time but we're alright Well it's been so long and you're still so neat Hair still shinin' and you smell so clean Romance those days when you passed back Looks to me on horn-rimmed shades in advanced class books Walked my way in a plaid green skirt Hide that stain on my band t-shirt My friends all laughed when you grabbed my hand Had young love and I lost that chance Man, oh man, how the years slipped by me? Hop off the page with the devil behind me, oh Good fuckin' work Another ten years at the tip of the iceberg We're goin' back to the fire side It's been a long time but we're alright We're goin' back to the fire side It's been a long time but we're alright Okay I know it's been a minute since we come along The old house you were livin' in is now a cinema I'm not growin' by decision or lack of a choice, yeah But I remember the smoke blaze and aimin' the stars Still remember the drunk fights that gave me the scars, all aboard That ship don't sail like it did anymore so We're goin' back to the fire side It's been a long time but we're alright We're goin' back to the fire side It's been a long time but we're alright Just say We might be better off for all those Bruises and the scars The times we missed the mark That made me feel We're goin' back to the fire side It's been a long time but we're alright

(Runnin', runnin' back, runnin' back to nostalgia) (Runnin', runnin' back, runnin' back) Last night I had a dream Shit was crazy vivid like a memory Rollin' up the covers of a magazine Smokin' in your parents' whip with salmon seats Lit like we were 17 Green Day on the radio, drivin' with nowhere to go Friday watchin' Friday, had it my way, I would never grow up We were young and we were dumb and in love (Young, dumb, and in love) Yeah, yeah, yeah, makin' out in the livin' room Yeah, yeah, yeah, sneakin' out never difficult Cold outside, skinny dippin' in a swimmin' pool Life's so wild, been a while Since I put my fuckin' phone down and slowed down I don't wanna be alone now, not now Wanna run, wanna run, run it back, the nostalgia, yeah Let me put my fuckin' phone down and slow it down I don't wanna be alone now, not now Wanna run, wanna run, run it back to nostalgia I miss bein' broke, I miss that vanilla in my Coke Colors in my head, I get philosophic when I smoke I should probably hit this party, get it poppin' 'cause I don't Do this often like I used to back when Luda had a 'fro (Yeah, yeah, yeah) makin' out in the livin' room (Yeah, yeah, yeah) sneakin' out never difficult Cold outside, skinny dippin' in a swimmin' pool Life's so wild, been a while Since I put my fuckin' phone down and slowed down I don't wanna be alone now, not now Wanna run, wanna run, run it back, the nostalgia, yeah Let me put my fuckin' phone down and slow it down I don't wanna be alone now, not now Wanna run, wanna run, run it back to nostalgia (Run it, run it back, run it back to nostalgia) (Run it, run it back, run it back, back, back) Wanna run, wanna run, run it back to nostalgia (Run it back, back, back, back) (Run it, run it back, run it back to nostalgia) (Run it, run it back, run it back) (Wanna run, wanna run, run it back to nostalgia)