Yeah I feel empty like the bank
You said you'd be here when it rained
Now I'm on a bus to some place
Still pouring down what you think
Hoping for that miss you text
Prayin that it ain't too late
Cause I been on the road too much
And you've been going through too much
Put the work in thank god
Now we see the fruits of it all
Remember all the times we were broke
Doesn't take much to evoke
I took a sip and you took a toke
That's when I learned I zone out the most
Way2 focused to boast
Way2 nah feet on the ground
Way2 nah yeah speech going slurred
Way too nah f*ck what you heard
Maybe this not what I need
Always sold some sort of dream
Tell me if it is what it is
And I'll do my best to agree
You know I hate it when we fight
I was going crazy all night
Double sending miss you texts
Find it hard to read the reply
I know I made some mistakes
You forgave me twice for those days
Now the third time rolls round
I should expect a bite in my face
Straight back yeah it is what it is
Can't fake that yeah I know what I did
And you hate that when I don't get the hint
Then I come round and you lettin me
Way2 focused to boast
Way2 nah feet on the ground
Way2 nah yeah speech going slurred
Way too nah f*ck what you heard