[Verse 1: Deante Hitchcock]

Oh shit changed so fast
Stuck in adolescence sad to say sometimes somethings don't last
I'm still in my zone I ain't tryna get old but all things must come to past
Got test so late you'd have thought I was in night school still I daydream in class
I ain't even gon' lie I been thinking about you
Tryna sober up
But my bank account been looking broke as fuck
I'm under pressure like enough to turn stone to dust
I hate to say but that's the reason that I'm rolling up
And all the ho's say a n***a need to open up, but
I'm just trying to see them open up
Like nah n***a shawty mine
But she mine in her mind cause your lines ain't dope enough
I been close as fuck for too long
Couldn't see me on your tv two months prior
Man fuck that we want some new songs
So much love feel great til' the hate come
Make you wanna skate go and get a new phone
Like yeah I'll pray for you
But I don't fuck with you
But still manage to call you private once a month to check on you
Just to see whats up with you
It sucks to do all the things that we use to do together alone now
As I'm writing this song down
I'm starting to realize that I'm really on my own now
And I been feeling like shit without ya'
But I became the shit without ya'
And I don't know if that's good or bad
But I'm faded right now so fuck it lets get it popping
I'm tweaking
[Hook: Jaye Gardner]

I been riding through the city with my n***as
Marijuana clouds from smoking out that Honda with them bitches
They like turn down for what?
Sip it all until it's finished
Way too faded to remember, or ever question how we living
How you living?
I been riding through the city with my n***as
Marijuana clouds from smoking out that Honda with them bitches
They like turn down for what?
Sip it all until its finished
Way too faded to remember, or ever question how we living
How you living?

[Verse 2: Deante Hitchcock]

And it feels like a, summer day, bumping Ye
Singing "Runaway" my beuatiful dark twisted fan-ta-sy
I'm wondering where I'll run astray
I'm dropping tracks like [whats the word for that shit]
ENDELE! Cause I ain't getting no younger n***a
You ain't got no new shit? [Uh]
Tell me where is your hunger n***a
Chilling with Kourtnee down in the basement, watching Takers
Pouring up Jack Daniels without the chaser
Got a blunt would you face it
If you had a shot would you take it
If life had a clock would you race it
Your shit ain't hot as rappers that's at the top would you fake it, I know
Stuck in a box like would you lie to your soul
In that case you might as well sell it at least you'll probably go gold
To see our superheroes fall like when our fathers got old
Bad habits from doing what we see and not as we're told
Like forget commitment, keep it pimpin' boy you gotta get hoes
And fuck with women you barely know when you be out at your shows
Now she want a boyfriend, but I just want a girl who can roll
And not to be blunt but I'm trying to fuck
Heard you got that pearl on the low
Man I been
[Hook 2: Jaye Gardner]

I been riding through the city with my n***as
Marijuana clouds from smoking out that Honda with them bitches
They like turn down for what?
Sip it all until it's finished
Way too faded to remember, or ever question how we living
How you living?
I been riding through the city with my n***as
Marijuana clouds from smoking out that Honda with them bitches
They like turn down for what?
Sip it all until its finished
Way too faded to remember, or ever question how we living
How you living?