Tension on my neck might need a pill or sum
Can't believe I can't forget, got demons on me
Scratching all my back in the night time
Playing with my head, yeah they like that
I gotta pick up my shorty before she ends up feeling like that
Straight up in the Hills, find us there hanging on drop tops
Maybe I should call her, haven't text her in a long time
Caught up here in studio solving puzzles & smoking blunts
Shout out to my old ways where I didn't give a f*ck about being sober on a monday, nah
I still don't give it, only to my girl
Leaving 501 gave me extra time
But now it's just me & her
Tryna save her tho I might be the main problem
And I am, and I am, and I am, and I am
When she crys, when she says "can I have your hand?"
Believe me, promise girl I always hustle
Quit my sleep again to write my thoughts
Smoking by my window tho im frozen
While she's hanging up there just watching
She's never fakin nothin cuz she a real one
She don't care bout a necklace, she don't need one
She's want a real talk & my attention
But honey when Im working I don't send texts
And she hates me for it
Calling after session to tell her like sorry
But na na
It ain't workin for me
Cause na na
Yeah she's into her sleep