Quickwrite (feat. Chris Friend & Arianna Santos) Video (MV)

I remember when she called, the sun was shining and beautiful
She said it was no problem come around when you're good to go
Ran around in my boxers, I didn't wanna move it slow
As a freshman I was nauseous, I sweat excessive if truth be told
Appearing on the premises, peeping half like a pessimist
I'm peering past the people that are pleased to pass like a pendulum
People packed in the venue but
Even that wasn't rest of 'em
A party's poppin' promptly in the pool I pop in to get a cup
And then I looked over
I saw the girl standing and she did look go so I
Thought about walking over but I was just shook though cause
She sitting by this guy I wish he's gone I need pulled clovers
Right then
I'm getting beckoned by my friend
I guess
I'll let him get in like side quests
Excitement sets in he said she just isn't vibing
Try then to get it bro, let it go, "she'll like it!"
Giving her bars she's like "Oh what a star!"
Yeah my gravity's got her I'm halfway to mars
And the suns feelin' hotter I see from afar
That the guy he wants drama like a bull he charged
I'm like "Whoa!", slow up the runner
He said "Let's go", my heart becomes crushed
Want her alone, cause I want her number
My friend said bro, "That guy's her brother!"

So baby look my way
I'm dying I need ya, look my way
I'm needin' the truth
Look my way
I'm dying I need ya
Look my way

I remember she was prettier than the entire team
Was a baseball player cause soft wasn't her dream
Always went in hard double entendres at least
So I had to go in harder she's beauty, I am beast
Like an animal, chomped up all these other boys, playin' I'm a cannibal
Top my nogin crazy loving you a Cupid's Hannibal
Time to make up my mind, and stick with you so tangible
But these strings unwind so I'm dangling
Cut the chords no more hanging in
Unless you're hanging out no more fun again
Keep in your lane title that shit as friend
Peep on your phone because
If my text send it gon tell you how all this shit would just not end and how loving
You just felt like playing pretend You're the title wave I was riding when you bend
Now I got the bling, "You just wanna make amends?"
I'm sorry
There ain't no more forgiveness I tell you "Godspeed"
Then you hit me up, "daddy ain't home"
Here we go all over again she got me so weak

Baby look my way
I'm dying I need ya, look my way
I'm needin' the truth
So baby look my way
I'm dying I need ya
Look my way