[Chorus: Blymar]
I wanna call you but i know better
I won’t let up, when i feel you i get no effort
My mind in a haze
I still see your face in every face

You're my desire but i deserve better
I won’t let ya be ice cold, chrome beretta
Look forward to the days
Where i find my place, stop chasing my fate

[Verse 1: Pistol P]
I still remember times we had in November or was it December?
We rode thе coast with no sweater, middle of wintеr
But that’s the bay for ya, weather spoiled us like I did ya

Always took you to those trips up to Stinson beach
Middle of the week then end we’ll end up in your sheets
And repeat and repeat

I swear they heard us from the street
The neighbors always gave you heat

But those turned to distant memories
Even the sun goes down eventually
At least they’ll still be mine to keep
And if you wait for it to orbit back around
You need to die that down or blessings will never be found
You gotta live your life, let if fly

[Chorus: Blymar]
I wanna call you but i know better
I won’t let up, when i feel you i get no effort
My mind in a haze
I still see your face in every face

You're my desire but i deserve better
I won’t let ya be ice cold, chrome beretta
Look forward to the days
Where i find my place, stop chasing my fate

[Verse 2: Blymar]
It happens every night
I get in my feelings when i say i’m alright
No more life at this time
Now there’s you and now there’s me
It was you and I

I’m starting to see things i didn’t see
Maybe it’s best i let you be free

So damn stubborn and i can’t let go
Just like my sign you already know
It's somethin' 'bout it
You need somethin' i got it
It’s all love don’t doubt it
It’s who i am, i been

But based off all your energy
I don’t think you deserve anymore, anymore of me
That just don’t sound too fair to me

[Chorus: Blymar & Pistol P]
I wanna call you but i know better
I won’t let up, when i feel you i get no effort
My mind in a haze
I still see your face in every face

You're my desire but i deserve better
I won’t let ya be ice cold, chrome beretta
Look forward to the days
Where i find my place, stop chasing my fate

[Outro: Pistol P]
Hurry up Pepe
Hurry up baby
Hurry up Pepe
Hurry up
Hurry up
Hurry up
Hurry up Pepe
Hurry up baby
Hurry up Pepe
Hurry up
Hurry up
Hurry up