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)