Destination

I remember when it started
Never cold I'm warm hearted
Yeah my peace you bombarded
My dear you had my love now its dearly departed
Cut so deep yeah you probably scared it
That's what I get for loving blind
Now I'm speeding and you trying to keep up from behind
Gotta speak up on whats mine
Drink liquor of any kind
Smoking weed to ease my mind
I could tell myself its fine
I could lose it at anytime
But I'm but I'm but I'm strong then that
I ain't coming back
I was your dawg but yo I don't fuck wit cats
Took your breath away that's an asthma attack
Cupid arrows at your back with no strings attached
Made a left without no google maps
Wanna make it right but I can't do that
And I damn sure ain't gonna google that
So for now I tip my hat
Yeah for now I tip my hat

Yeah I guess its time to reroute
Yeah I guess its time to reroute uhh
Yeah I guess its time to reroute
I guess its time to be out
I guess this time you missed out

Yola ain't no more I could do for you
I'm tired of playing peekaboo
You found out what these sneakers do
I got some homies said I keep a few
You tell me what I need from you
I'm doing things I need to do
Don't worry about me boo
Yeah I keep it cool
I'm just trying to sit back while you act a fool
Now you in the mood
But its way too soon
Bitch
I can't be your groom I'm your muthfuckin doom
I did my dirt now tell me where this broom
You played yourself now you chilling in Cancun
A caterpillar I helped you bloom
I was on some player shit no Larry June

Yeah I guess its time to reroute
Yeah I guess its time to reroute uhh
Yeah I guess its time to reroute
I guess its time to be out
I guess this time you missed out



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Writer(s): Eddie Garcia
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