I Miss...
I miss when calls go to "where you from" to "where you at"
I miss the ballin' 'til I'm carrying ya other bag
I miss the hype scene where the lights just beam
'Stead of on in the kitchen with your cat
Tell me where I'm at, 'cause I can't seem to notice
House party packed, but I still check the notifs
Know this isn't the same
Folks be calling my name like I ain't Mellow
X-Phalling from grace, familiar faces I don't wanna know (nah)
And truthfully, I do love it
But when the moment comes and goes
I'd rather go with the summit
Where they send it until they run to the plumbing
Gum as chaser, humming the words to something they never heard
It's a banger though, change the flow
Hype to v emotional
She know, she know the lyrics so tearing through words
He go from cup to cup he drinking,
Heard the "aux what was you thinking?"
Now they skipping or we hopping to the house across the pavement
And I know, and I know, ooh
Yeah
And I know, and I know, ooh
And I miss it
Just like this chorus
Dropping like flies, I guess I'm the lord of them
Got no ties to restoring them, but they cool
Tried to rock the boat but they ain't learn no sailing in school
So they coastin'
Now I'm roasting marshmallow after dips in the pool
Beggars can't choose,
But I ain't beg to change in the first place
They bang at the worst pace
I'm racing down the street
Got po's to beat
Where I'm supposed to be
So I don't miss the beat or bass drop
I hate stopping the visits
'Cause they stay taut
Teach me how to play dots
'Cause I don't think my play's hot
Connect the line to find that I'm the dime inside the change box
Look at how she sway, I'm
Looking other ways, time
Ticking tocks away before I stray back to my night walk
Nice talking, I'm outtie
Spice walking with cloudier dice rolling around me
Chain locked, they bound me
Ay look she found me
Queen of the underground, she gon' set free and crown me
Giving me the sound, speaking:
And I know, and I know, ooh
Yeah
And I know, and I know, ooh
(To where you at)
(Give another laugh)
And I miss it...
(Carrying your other bag)
Just like this chorus
(Where you at huh? uh)
I miss the ballin' 'til I'm carrying ya other bag
I miss the hype scene where the lights just beam
'Stead of on in the kitchen with your cat
Tell me where I'm at, 'cause I can't seem to notice
House party packed, but I still check the notifs
Know this isn't the same
Folks be calling my name like I ain't Mellow
X-Phalling from grace, familiar faces I don't wanna know (nah)
And truthfully, I do love it
But when the moment comes and goes
I'd rather go with the summit
Where they send it until they run to the plumbing
Gum as chaser, humming the words to something they never heard
It's a banger though, change the flow
Hype to v emotional
She know, she know the lyrics so tearing through words
He go from cup to cup he drinking,
Heard the "aux what was you thinking?"
Now they skipping or we hopping to the house across the pavement
And I know, and I know, ooh
Yeah
And I know, and I know, ooh
And I miss it
Just like this chorus
Dropping like flies, I guess I'm the lord of them
Got no ties to restoring them, but they cool
Tried to rock the boat but they ain't learn no sailing in school
So they coastin'
Now I'm roasting marshmallow after dips in the pool
Beggars can't choose,
But I ain't beg to change in the first place
They bang at the worst pace
I'm racing down the street
Got po's to beat
Where I'm supposed to be
So I don't miss the beat or bass drop
I hate stopping the visits
'Cause they stay taut
Teach me how to play dots
'Cause I don't think my play's hot
Connect the line to find that I'm the dime inside the change box
Look at how she sway, I'm
Looking other ways, time
Ticking tocks away before I stray back to my night walk
Nice talking, I'm outtie
Spice walking with cloudier dice rolling around me
Chain locked, they bound me
Ay look she found me
Queen of the underground, she gon' set free and crown me
Giving me the sound, speaking:
And I know, and I know, ooh
Yeah
And I know, and I know, ooh
(To where you at)
(Give another laugh)
And I miss it...
(Carrying your other bag)
Just like this chorus
(Where you at huh? uh)
Credits
Writer(s): Elijah Grier
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