Drowning out my thoughts, I might need some space, too
She was down to fuck so you know I came through
Always been the one that she always ran back to
Keep me leveled out, keep me, yeah
Drowning out my thoughts, I might need some space, too
She was down to fuck so you know I came through
Always been the one that she always ran back to
Keep me leveled out, keep me leveled out, yeah
On tour things are wild, that's the usher
I just need an out, come back with a hit, that's true
I've been up for hours writing bangers, never snooze
Told that groupie once I'm done you gotta go, that's just rules
West coast views, midwest grind
I can say I'm getting blessings with the checks like mine
Independent making label money
Heard 'em talking shit about me, ain't it funny, yeah
When you taking off they all want you to crash
Keep my shit in the past
Couple skeletons inside her L.V. bag
And that's a mess
Must confess
Sorry, baby, I'm just listening for sex
I vent when it's done like, "Damn, that was dumb"
"Sorry, gotta go, my uber boutta come"
I move on to the next
But when I'm back in yo city, check your phone
I'ma text you on the low
Do this sound familiar, prolly, 'least I'm honest as it gets
She gon' block me, say I played her, tell her friends that I'm a dick
I'm the man she wanna be with but I can never stop playing
Is what I'm say
Drowning out my thoughts, I might need some space, too
She was down to fuck so you know I came through
Always been the one that she always ran back to
Keep me leveled out, keep me, yeah
Drowning out my thoughts, I might need some space, too
She was down to fuck so you know I came through
Always been the one that she always ran back to
Keep me leveled out, keep me leveled out, yeah