You been seeing things
As if yo eyes was closed
Staring at the screen
But you still miss the pick-and-roll
Hate it when I stop
Hate it when I go
I'm gon see you in my dreams
And we gon take it slow
We gon take it slow
Missing being young
Missing having hope
Racing to be great
I done miss my road
I done seen some shit
Wisdom take its toll
Ima plead the fifth
Act like I don't know
Act like I'm alright
I done lose control
I been sad as hell
Ain't nobody know
Ima roll this blunt
Ima pack this bowl
As I face this bud
Ima face my sohl
Ima face my sohl
F*ck how I feel
F*ck how I feel
Said f*ck how I feel
F*ck how I feel