Come back to reality Ayy, clouds rolling in Lights getting dim I can feel it in the wind And my head starts to spin Baby, I won't remember This late September Ice up on my necklace But I love this cold weather I'm either sipping shit or wasting time I'm playing pong until the sunrise Baby, prove to me you give a fuck Yeah, you know I can't control my mind, yeah She look at me with hazel eyes She told me it's just not our time This party shit so I'll be on the road I get home and I turn out the lights, baby I get home and I turn out the lights I get home and I turn out the lights