We got the hookah lit, told em' I'm back in the booth again
I'm running the flows like nobody knows
I'm back in your city and your people know
I probably post you probably ghost
I take you to brunch you order the toast
You drive your ass home and he'll never know
He'll never know
You want the Benz, the trends, its fucking offensive
Party at blues you know all your friends went
I told you the truth the blue tattoo to get your ass back in the booth
Something about loyalty to it
Something about you and him ain't nothing to do with it
I got the groove with it
Timelines get too blurry with you
I still remember I was nervous with you
I know you listen girl, these words will hit you
You should have left me on my
You could have left me on my side
I stay at my pace, you stay at your place
We can drive around, we can go downtown, we can play my sounds
We can play my sounds yea
We can smoke around
I stay at my pace, you stay at your place
We can drive around, we can go downtown, we can play my sounds
We can play my sounds yea
You don't deserve to look that good, I play along with you anyway
You go, lucky me my lyrics content for all of your images
Who knows, like who knows