Hate checking my phone
Try to call you on a late night but its froze
I been tryna make time but we closed
I be feeling empty like a ghost
Hate checking my phone
Try to hit you on a late night but its froze
I been tryna make time but we closed
I be feeling empty like a ghost
No slowing down cause imma get these racks
We'll take a chance there's no going back
I'm in my bag sipping on yerb
I'm feeling sad she kick me to the curb
I can't get attached
The way shawty throw it back
Might have a heart attack
My heart skips a beat when you text me back
Close my eyes take a leap of faith
Hope that I land
Stay awake with me we can hide away
Dunks all on my feet
Watch me fly away
Took a leap of faith now I'm not afraid
Watch me fade away
Smoke inside my brain
She sip on my drink while you sit back and hate
I got oysters on my plate
You'll be my escape
Won't let you get away
