The fire department called my mom
Said, "Your son dancin' on fires all night long"
I think I just decided I need a ride home
95 percent, I go hard, still killing the vibe though

Oh, oh, oh
All day, goin' up in the city, ah
Chateau, so flow, it's no biggie, ah
All these fucked up places, here we go

Big wave, I was scared, remember that
Nah homie, I'm serious, it was so villainous
They killin' niggas for all these perpendicular images
The flow is venomous
I promise they won't remember this

I think I lost my car
I can't see straight, I'm fucked
Everyone goes broke in the dark days
Boy no spark, these boys love to talk, for real
Oh, oh, oh, oh, I'm wasted
Fuck that man, they too complacent
Punk rap shit, dummy on the stages
You ain't a bastard, if a basic

Put that wack shit on the pavement
Now they like where's J?
Fuck that nigga, he's crazy
All that, but can't even phase me

Think about
Your life
Too much
I'm losin' light
I'm cruising on
I think a lot
I think about
You a lot
Too much
Do too much
I should be movin' on
(For sure)

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Writer(s): Hugo Ayrton Spencer, Jaden Syre Smith, Mike Musselman, Zach Tabori