Red lights Whole rooms getting colder I can barely hold my own head on my shoulders Maybe one day we'll meet when we're older When the leaves fall down and we're back in october And she just wanna party you can't hold her No it's been like three weeks since she was sober Oh emotionally she a lil soldier I told her "baby imma meet you in October" (When the leaves rot I told her You're seasick I'm sober I never met her somehow i think i know her) Check one, check two, check three Next up guess who that's me Running thru this game like a motherfucking athlete Choppa had him running like a track meet Track me Feds they tryna track me Bad lil bitch she fuck with loat she ride me like a taxi Illusions mirrors smoke and all the grander taxes This goes out to you if you keep partying to kill yourself happily How you let your life turn into a catastrophe They was laughing at me and now they after me And now they coming after me Red lights The whole rooms getting colder I can barely hold my own head on my shoulders Maybe one day we'll meet when we're older When the leaves fall down and we're back in october (When the leaves rot I told her You're seasick I'm sober I never met her somehow i think i know her)