fall & drown

I don't wanna fall & drown anymore Seeing my past and I thought I left for sure You've seen my scars and they weren't there before I've hit the floor We've got to talk before it's too late Remember when you said we were soul mates? While you held my head in your dad's Range I remember old times, back in 16' Way before I was ever really making hits When our biggest problem was which class we gonna skip And after school who was gonna be the one to whip? We've got to talk before it's too late When you held my hand in your dad's Range Way before I was ever really making hits Way before I was ever really making hits We've got to talk before it's too late When you held my hand in your dad's Range Way before I was ever really making hits Way before I was ever really making hits Pretty lil thing and she got an attitude I didn't ever love but it's different with you Missing all your laughs and all your shifty moods I put that on my name and my finger tattoos And you and I together were the laws of attraction I'll give you all my fame but that's just a distraction Passion in New Orleans you can't say that it's acting I wanna give you wagons right next to a mansion I guess I gotta call before it's too late I remember when you said we were soul mates Now I'm swimming all alone in the ocean Had your diamond ring it was rose golden Pretty lil mama Don't care about the drama Only care's about commas Pretty lil mama Don't care about the drama I knew it was true love I don't wanna fall & drown anymore Seeing my past and I thought I left for sure You've seen my scars and they weren't there before I've hit the floor We've got to talk before it's too late Remember when you said we were soul mates? While you held my head in your dad's Range I remember old times, back in 16' Way before I was ever really making hits When our biggest problem was which class we gonna skip And after school who was gonna be the one to whip Ay, ay We've got to talk before it's too late When you held my hand in your dad's Range Way before I was ever really making hits Way before I was ever really making hits We've got to talk before it's too late When you held my hand in your dad's Range Way before I was ever really making hits Way before I was ever really making hits I'm way too drunk to talk about my feelings Shawty wants love but always be leaving She like pineapple juice with tequila it's her weakness And she know I'm the same she know all of my secrets Don't you cry no more I got all of these hoes But they're not you though You're there when I'm alone I've been so focused Stayed down and devoted "S" on my chest but you ain't no Lois Stuck in the moment I hope you have noticed Was at my lowest You left when I opened