Lyricist : Noah Smith/Javier Mercado

Composer : Noah Smith/Javier Mercado

[Verse]

I had to lay a little lower, yeah

I had to cut a bigger load, yeah

But if we bein' real though, yeah

Nah, I don't never feel nothin'

I'm steady jumpin' the gun, yeah

I do it for fun, you act like you do it for real, but, no, you not one of us

You never could crawl on the side of this world that we run

The side of this world run, we do it for us

No, we don't **** one of them at all, at all

We don't **** with you at all

(No, no) No, I won't pick up your calls, uh

No, I don't like you at all, uh

I kind of wanna see you fall

I keep on changin' the highs I know I can never get back, so I'm always on low

And I got eyes on the back of my head, I got eyes everywhеre, so I know where you go, uh (Yеah, yeah)

I could drop ties in this b***h

Drop like flies in this b***h

I cut ties in this b***h

I'll cut ties in your face, yeah

Cut you like a lace

Nothin' I do could be replaced

That's why I'm livin' out in space

I take the money to another level

I take the plane to another level

I take the highest to a newer level

I take every high to a newer level

Keep diggin' your grave, I'll pass you the shovel, yeah

I ain't mean to burst your bubble

But I ain't into makin' change, I'ma stay the same, bring it to my level

If we bein' real, I don't know how to feel

I've been overseas (I've been overseas), you've been on your knees

Knew you, baby, please (Baby, please), it's nothin' left to see

Nothin' left to feel, why you in the field? (Why you in the field?)

Why you so real? (Why you so real?) Tell me how you feel, huh (Tell me how you feel)

Why you make me feel the way I feel? Will you make me feel better?

I was clutchin' heads, yeah, with somebody, then they know better (Then they know better)

Who the **** is you? Got better things to do

I don't got time to waste, I just need my space

It's a couple things that I can't feel, but I can't feel my face

It's a couple things that I wish I could but I can't replace

I think it's a sickness, bein' so selfish, yeah

I'm in need of a witness

They always tell me, yeah, never forget this

I forget everything, I don't even know where my tape is

And I'll change everything, I don't know how to top this