Lyrics: Kirese Putman
Music: Kirese Putman
I'm wishing there was more time
To maybe catch another sunrise
But I think I'm on the next flight
A little late to press rewind
'Cause my honesty is stranding
My pocket's getting full
But I still feel empty
I know I should be flexing billion dollar bills
But I'm not Mr. Brightside
I don't deserve a spotlight
I'm dreaming on a red-eyes
Reality seems to fly by
I miss texting my best friends
When my phone's on airplane mode
And I feel so alone
As I look out the window
And see everyone waving low
And see everyone waving low
I'm having dreams
Dead partner's in my phone
I know that sh*t ain't real
I just rename all the unknowns
It hurt my homie's leavin
I'm hoping ain't next
We were supposed to make it to the top
And watch a dozen Flix
Man I know you want a Lex
I'mma get one with your name on it
So much sh*t that happened
Man I still ain't see you gazed on
I got regrets
But I've got to let them go
You told me
Well
You lived
Don't be upset
Just let you go
And I'm really trying
Best believe I really do
Happy smelling all that Zaza
Light that piece up in the shoot
Now I put that up on God
Now I put that up on you
I don't even really smoke
But I'mma light one up for you
My honesty is stranding
My pocket's getting full
But I still feel empty
I know I should be flexing billion dollar bills
But I'm not Mr. Brightside
I don't deserve a spotlight
I'm dreaming on a red-eyes
Reality seems to fly by
I miss texting my best friends
When my phone's on airplane mode
And I feel so alone
As I'look out the window
And see everyone waving low
And see everyone waving low