[Intro] Six Seven years We still wildin' (yeah) Sasha You the spark in my veins Same hood Same heart Same problems But we still laugh in the rain [Verse 1] Met you when I ain’t have much Now you in every plan Every dumb hunch Fast food dates Split fries Low funds Still felt rich when you’d hold up your thumbs We been broke Been bent Been distant Still your name in my phone is “Assistant” ‘Cause you helped me build this life from a ditch From the bus stop bench to you talkin' your shit (talk it) [Chorus] Happy anniversary Sasha Banks You the only one I trust To be frank My favorite memory We was actin' like art You remember that night we was fuckin' in the park? (yeah, yeah) I love you more than I luh dat bih All that talk online That ain’t it Six Seven years And my heart still sparks Every time I think about us in that park [Verse 2] You my chaos My calm My playlist Argue Then we kiss in the same breath Laughin' so hard that we can’t breathe You roll your eyes Still never wanna leave We got scars Got stories Got proofs Every fight ends up with your hands in my hoodie Roof We could lose it all I’d still choose you ‘Cause nobody make me feel this rude This true [Chorus] Happy anniversary Sasha Banks You the only one I trust To be frank My favorite memory We was actin' like art You remember that night we was fuckin' in the park? (hey, hey) I love you more than I luh dat bih All that talk online That ain’t it Six Seven years And my heart still sparks Every time I think about us in that park [Bridge] If the world burns out You my last call If I lose my mind You my last wall If I lose my name You still say “babe” We been goin' this long Let’s go all the way (all the way) [Chorus] Happy anniversary Sasha Banks You the only one I trust To be frank My favorite memory We was actin' like art You remember that night we was fuckin' in the park? I love you more than I luh dat bih All that talk online That ain’t it Six Seven years And my heart still sparks Sasha It’s forever from the park to the stars (yeah)

rock, High-energy rage rock-pop with distorted guitars, blown-out 808-style low end, and aggressive, melodic male vocals. Tight, chanted hooks in the chorus, half-sung half-yelled verses. Big gang shouts on key phrases, filtered intro that explodes into full-band impact, and a brief feedback-drenched bridge that pulls back then slams into a final hook repeat., happy, pop

Rage In The Park