[Intro: crape]
Yeah, it's gon' be okay
It's gon' be okay
It's gon' be, yeah

[Chorus: crape]
Sometimes I think too much
I'm thinkin' 'bout who really gives a fuck
Got to do it on my own 'cause I'm out of luck
And I'm out of trust, so I'm on my own
Need to make it out the cycle
The way they look at me, ooh, I feel psycho
Ducking from these lights, girl, I need to lie low
So I might go to the high roads

[Verse 1: Paris Shadows]
Sometimes I think too much
I don't really know if I give a fuck
About all this and what I know
I only feel good when I'm on my own
I think I've had enough
Drinking all night 'til I'm throwing up
I don't really know how I got home
I think I finally feel I lost control
This don't feel like what I'm used to, think I lost my mind
[Chorus: crape]
Sometimes I think too much
I'm thinkin' 'bout who really gives a fuck
Got to do it on my own 'cause I'm out of luck
And I'm out of trust, so I'm on my own
Need to make it out the cycle
The way they look at me, ooh, I feel psycho
Ducking from thеse lights, girl, I need to lie low
So I might go to the high roads

[Verse 2: Bernard Jabs]
Eh, I ain't been on shit if you ask mе (Beat)
Hol' up, wait, I gotta smoke first, it relax me (Yuh)
I can't go to sleep, I been up like a psycho
You know that we only pop pills at the night show (Yuh)
Twenty of them with me (Beat)
I had seen shawty, like damn she pretty (Yuh)
I can never love her though, nah, not really
All I love is hundred dollar bills, nah, not twenties
I remember seeing Sydney, like damn, where you at? (At)
Mama always told me never get too attached
Can't fuck with n***as who ain't have my back
When I smoke my dope, I already know that

[Chorus: crape]
Sometimes I think too much
I'm thinkin' 'bout who really gives a fuck
Got to do it on my own 'cause I'm out of luck
And I'm out of trust, so I'm on my own
Need to make it out the cycle
The way they look at me, ooh, I feel psycho
Ducking from these lights, girl, I need to lie low
So I might go to the high roads
[Verse 3: Sorry X]
Meet me on the high road
Where do I go?
Got me a pyro 'cause my shit is fuego, stacked like LEGO's
Keep it all bottled up
No cap, I lay low
Watch me blow up like Coke and Mentos
Yeah, I keep you in the friend zone (Friend zone)
Don't ever check my phone (My phone)
Yeah, I left you on read 'cause I said what I said and I'll leave you instead

[Chorus: crape & Sorry X]
Sometimes I think too much
I'm thinkin' 'bout who really gives a fuck
Got to do it on my own 'cause I'm out of luck
And I'm out of trust, so I'm on my own
Need to make it out the cycle
The way they look at me, ooh, I feel psycho
Ducking from these lights, girl, I need to lie low
So I might go to the high roads