Lyrics: RJ Pasin/Chris Ferree
You want it all from me,you're caught up on my neck
It's feeling 'cause you ain't coming
I don't wake up unless the stars align
Now you stalling 'cause you know I can't predict the case
Why you feel that way?
Say it
All my thoughts
Way too late
You want it all from me,oh,off of me
Yeah
Every time I hit the studio, the label was calling
I just watched you get out of finesse,I got stoned
Just opened up the doors to some new chapters
The road we gettin' down, not as fake as they can make it
I don't wanna waste my time in between these signs
I've been calling for you, running for you
I'm just hoping I see your open eyes
It's like a small blindside tryna drag me under
Say it
All my thoughts
Way too late
You want it all from me, oh, off of me
Yeah
Every time I hit the studio, the label was calling
I just watched you get out of finese, I got stoned
Just opened up the doors to some new' chapters
The road we gettin' down, not as fake as they can make it
I don't wanna waste me time in between these signs
I've been calling for you, running for you
I'm just hoping I see your open eyes
It's like a small blindside tryna drag me under
You want it all from me, oh, off of me