Intentions
She tell me that she can't live without me
She told me that she can't breathe without it
I'm on the highway chasing after peace
My heart in the backseat
I'm really trying not to think about it
If we fail then it's my fault
Collect calls from the jail house
On the way to my momma crib
But she don't tell me nothing I want to here
Like why the fuck I even bother
Baby please can you listen
You know I be tripping
Never mind them fuck ups
Forget it when we sipping
Like let me wipe yo nose
Won't let nobody know
That you done got got
Thinking that Scion a hoe
Seen Dolph in a hearse
It got me scared that imma blow
Tell her hold on her purse
Vuitton'll sure put on a show
Back in 2016 was just 15
But one night I had a dream
That one day sell out Chicago
Tell me what's yo decision
Either gone ride or you isn't
Taking stress out on my engine
I keep my windows tinted
Wish I can see your intentions
She tell that she can't live without me
She told me that she can't breathe without it
I'm on the highway chasing after peace
My heart in the backseat
I'm really trying not to think about it
If we fail then it's my fault
Collect calls from the jail house
On the way to my momma crib
But she don't tell me shit but nothing I want to here
Like why the fuck I even bother
She told me that she can't breathe without it
I'm on the highway chasing after peace
My heart in the backseat
I'm really trying not to think about it
If we fail then it's my fault
Collect calls from the jail house
On the way to my momma crib
But she don't tell me nothing I want to here
Like why the fuck I even bother
Baby please can you listen
You know I be tripping
Never mind them fuck ups
Forget it when we sipping
Like let me wipe yo nose
Won't let nobody know
That you done got got
Thinking that Scion a hoe
Seen Dolph in a hearse
It got me scared that imma blow
Tell her hold on her purse
Vuitton'll sure put on a show
Back in 2016 was just 15
But one night I had a dream
That one day sell out Chicago
Tell me what's yo decision
Either gone ride or you isn't
Taking stress out on my engine
I keep my windows tinted
Wish I can see your intentions
She tell that she can't live without me
She told me that she can't breathe without it
I'm on the highway chasing after peace
My heart in the backseat
I'm really trying not to think about it
If we fail then it's my fault
Collect calls from the jail house
On the way to my momma crib
But she don't tell me shit but nothing I want to here
Like why the fuck I even bother
Credits
Writer(s): Caleb Lavalais
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