(Iddo)
(JOURNAL, JOURNAL, JOURNAL)
(F*cked)
Black jeep on the freeway, high, we on our way to the beach
If I get too high don't talk to me, I'm gon' slur when I speak
As long as we get there then it's alright
I just wanna sip, she just wanna drink
I'm feeling nauseous so I gotta sit
Everything we do is all about me
We had to pull over just so we could get a shot
You wanna keep the peace I told you on this side it's no way we not
The less I know the better, I wanna hear lies more than truths from you
Tell me what I wanna hear, I really miss it
Listen, listen
Doing everything I can to go to you, you won't come to me
Making these songs, I wish you were on my bed sitting comfortably
I'm on my grind right now (Yuh)
I don't give a f*ck what you think about me
I gotta go right now (Yuh)
So you better hurry up when you speak (No)
Think about it after
Leave it alone, keep it going
I guess I'll write about it after
My journal's full of notes
My journal's full of photos that I cannot let go
Huh, huh, huh, huh, woah
I wanna talk to you, but you don't wanna talk to me (Uh, nah, no)
I don't need no yes man around me, bitch you a leech
Stop viewing my stories from another account man that shit creepy (Huh, huh, yeah)
I deserve a thank you I turned your girl to a freak
(Yah, yuh, yuh)
It's all about you, it's all about me (Yuh)
Hit-, hit-, hit-, hit-, hit-, hi-, hi-
Hit me up when you're ready I wanna see you (Yah)
Hi-, hi-, hi, hi-
Black jeep on the freeway, high, we on our way to the beach
If I get too high don't talk to me, I'm gon' slur when I speak
As long as we get there then it's alright
I just wanna sip, she just wanna drink
I'm feeling nauseous so I gotta sit
Everything we do is all about me