[ Featuring Jay Eli ]
Suitcase always packed
My own jet painted black
And I bet I'd still be tripping on you
3 cribs
And a car worth 10 bricks
And I'd still be dependent on you
I pick the truth out your statements
Since you think I'm painless
And speak on my faults like I shoot from a stainless
I could lose my patience id still be waiting for you
Don't let me fall on my own
My walls make doors when you gone
I fall short when I try stand tall
Don't know why I try at all
Please pick up when I call your phone your phone your phone
The image that I seem to be to you just know I dream of him
I covered up my blisters with your love so I don't bleed again
Ignoring the importance to try to live as a decent man
You try to paint me as the villain in your book Stan Lee and nem
I'm breathing in
The air for once and ion like it
With you and me it's UFC and ion like to fight it
So you beat me down the bell will sound but ion hear it's quiet
You was right and then I left tell me who decided
I touched your heart a gold and walked around like Midas
You touched my darkened soul and after that it's been the brightest
But now I'm overheating I'm stressing missing assignments
If we slip I'm scared of heights and see this drop is getting higher so
Don't let me fall on my own
My walls make doors when you gone
I fall short when I try stand tall
Don't know why I try at all
Please pick up when I call your phone your phone your phone
Suitcases always packed
My own jet painted black
And I bet I'd still be trippin on you
3 cribs and a car worth 10 bricks
And I'd still be depended you
