Ayy, yeah
Ayy, ayy, yeah
Picking up the phone like I'm a writer
Wanna meet up, I'm a show writer
Thinking about the weeks which gone by, yeah
Still feeling up all outside, yeah
No way I'm gonna lose
Stepping through town to my friend's house, yeah
Knowing I'll make a move
Messing around to get back down, yeah
Picking up the phone like I'm a writer
Wanna meet up, I'm a show writer
Thinking about the weeks which gone by, yeah
Still feeling up all outside, yeah
No way I'm gonna lose
Stepping through town to my friend's house, yeah
Knowing I'll make a move
Messing around to get back down, yeah
I don't mind if you're doing what you need to do
Does it feel right?
Does it feel right?
I'm surprised phone is ringing like it's on the line
And it just be like
And it just be like
Come around
If you wanna spend some time with us, y'all get out with us
How about
We are having fun tonight and we * on all the thoughts
Lights out
You cannot reach out for us this time
Stand by
You wanna bother me, I don't mind
Picking up the phone like I'm a writer
Wanna meet up, I'm a show writer
Thinking about the weeks which gone by, yeah
Still feeling up all outside, yeah
No way I'm gonna lose
Stepping through town to my friend's house, yeah
Knowing I'll make a move
Messing around to get back down, yeah
Picking up the phone like I'm a writer
Wanna meet up, I'm a show writer
Thinking about the weeks which gone by, yeah
Still feeling up all outside, yeah
No way I'm gonna lose
Stepping through town to my friend's house, yeah
Knowing I'll make a move
Messing around to get back down, yeah
You watch me sink deep into space This world is no place for me
Won't pick up calls when I'm with mates Airplane mode can't get to me
So we, having fun and hitting on a bunch of people
We'll be, spacing out and nowhere do we come back in time
As we, sitting in my friend's room although we smell
It is free, hoping that today will never end hell