I got lots of old schools now
Walking through town
With an itch for chiefing loud
And an ache inside my heart
Baby, I just wanna play that part
'Cause I've been holding on for dear life
So let me know what's up
Take my hand, or I'm dropping
And landing somewhere in blood
'Cause that's what happens
When a body hits the floor
So baby, tell me
Are we really letting go?
Girl, I'm always anxious
Rewinding your statements
Let me see your face, miss
I just wanna taste your love, again
Because it's been so long
Since I began these songs
And when I knew
That I was changing
Rewound all them statements
Found a couple lessons in them scars
And I was shaken, that's the truth
Now, it's all up to you
To see me as a new love
I've been hung up
Learned your absence is deadly
If you're now busy, than hit me
When you've got moments of emptiness
To spare on your list
I'm stressing over dumb shit
And I'm sorry for the messes made
Tying strings to cover-up your face
I'm the only one around to blame
So point your finger till you feel okay
Yeah, point your finger till you feel okay, love
Girl, I'm always anxious
Rewinding your statements
Let me see your face, miss
I just wanna taste your love, again
Because it's been so long
Since I began these songs
And when I knew that I was changing
Rewound all them statements
Found a couple lessons in them scars
And I was shaken, that's the truth
Now it's all up to you
To see me as a new love
I've been hung up
Chasing Maserati's with my eyes closed
Rolling Raws, may I ask where the time goes?
'Cause it's been going way too soon
I'm tryna get back to that moon, girl
Chasing Maserati's with my eyes closed
Rolling Raws, may I ask where the time goes?
'Cause it's been going way too soon
I'm tryna get back to that moon, girl
Chasing Maserati's with my eyes closed
Rolling Raws, may I ask where the time goes?
'Cause it's been going way too soon
I'm tryna get back to that moon, girl
Chasing Maserati's with my eyes closed
Rolling Raws, may I ask where the time goes?
'Cause it's been going way too soon
I'm tryna get back to that moon, girl
Chasing Maserati's with my eyes closed
Rolling Raws, may I ask where the time goes?
'Cause it's been going way too soon
I'm tryna get back to that moon, girl