Lyrics
Pretty color money, time keep runnin' from me
So far out to sea, I can't wait to kiss the sand
When you say you love me, do you really love me?
High up in the tree, I reach down and give my hand
Grip me tight, I'll take you where you want
I don't gaff, I don't play, I don't front
Grip me tight, I'll take you where you want
I don't gaff, I don't play, I don't front
2015, I thought my life was over
Put my soul inside this music shit and got stepped over
2016, I lost my grandfather (My grandfather)
A fuckin' soldier
That shit perplex me
And I blame myself for all of it
If I was older, richer, less bitter
I'd be a better son
I was so obsessed with the figures, forgot about the sum
I was shown another way
And it was full of love
So even though a lotta shit depress me
Even though a lotta shit upset me
I remember where I'm from and shrug it off
I remember that this world is full of loss
Pretty colour money, time keep running from me
So far out to sea, I can't wait to kiss the sand
When you say you love me, do you really love me?
High up in the tree, I reach down and give my hand
Grip me tight, I'll take you where you want
I don't gaff, I don't play, I don't front
Grip me tight, I'll take you where you want
I don't gaff, I don't play, I don't front
I need good tree, no rules
No sleep, your room
All night, roll up
Whenever we want
Outside, cruisin' around with you
All night, alright
This cannot be true
We 'bout to let loose on dem
Make them call a truce, Amen
They don't know what to do when I'm on 10
Every night I was thinkin' 'bout revenge
And the end
Who I was
And what I am
No mistakes
Just events
Kill them all
Then repent
So far out, sinkin' way too deep
Far too many nights, I ain't get no sleep
So far out, sinkin' way too deep
Far too many nights, I don't get no sleep
Written by: Kyle Reid, Malik Hall