Bad Times

She on my line for the FaceTime Views from the grapevine Move to LA maybe I could take mine I don't argue but I know you renovate time Maybe we could (Ugh) Maybe we could take time She wanna talk But I can't lie Lost in my own mind Fucking w a real one Call me like 4 times Girl I don't wanna build what you can't find Love in air see the money at the time Move when I needed One with my soul Heart is defeated Look where I came Still Lucky that I'm breathing Now I'm going out with the vibes I repeated They don't wanna see me Dong my Thing Told you we ain't really going out wait I don't wanna see you going my way I been walking out feeling sideways Niggas pulling in the wheel Let me steer It could drive you all the way to the hills I know the feeling Friends that I let go See you in a minute Like moon & the stars see the earth from my image Got stress on my arms Got issues when I'm leaving Face all the scars Throwing jabs at my demons Maybe I been running too long Never looked back at the shit I did wrong People I attack & the friends that I lost Views from the crib seem like a new start Maybe someday I'll change But when I slow down everything turns grey (Maybe I been distant in the wrong way Or Maybe I been tripping for the wrong things)