Quicksand Video (MV)

I saw
Summer breeze
Talking trees
I hear 'em speaking to me
I don't say, what I mean
Can we please, run it back let's take 2 or 3
I walk around the party like I got a crystal ball
Now it's clear to me that idk 'bout shit going on
I've been about me, thinking I'm all I need
But really I just think you're cool and I just wanna chill though
Saying you hate me? Chill hoe
I want you on my pillow
Feel them feelings that you're feeling if them feelings real though
I appreciate honesty and
That is all I need 'cause
Everything that we was
Ain't shit compared to us
We can be, be more than just friends
We can be more than just friends
Just friends
Just friends
We can be more than just friends
I know you hate the gym we would've never worked out but
Even in doubt I really liked what you're about
But we had no coordination, no map to plan a route
Shit is awkward now no benefits allowed
So now it feels like I'm lost on an island like Gilligan
Don't see communication coming again
With no coconut phone, only cellular roam
In her house and on the couch under her blouse I'm zoned
Swear I never wanted nothing but your time
Short time or lifetime- but at 7 we prime
Only leave so I can grind on the beats and the rhymes
As a diamond in the rough I saw potential to shine
So much more, when your life is an encore what you need to try for?
The fear of honest feelings make me front and then lie more
Plus I had to focus on the goals that I'd die for
Acting jealous and tribal
'Cause you touch me with your tongue makes me feel so numb
Plus you make it hard to think 'cause the brain go dumb
Thought of what we could become vs our short ass run
So now the liquor in my liver and the weed in my lungs
We were certain for success, we were doing our thing
But someone flipped a switch and the shit done changed
Couple of birthdays killed the candles and flames
But I can't be too mad you gave me something to sang
It's too late to go back
Freeze frame, Kodak
And now that I know that
I'm writing these cold raps
Tell all them hoes that
I cut off to roll back
Not a penny for these thots, and they already know that
'Cause we can be, be more than just friends
We can be more than just friends
'Cause we can be, be more than just friends
We can be more than just friends
But just the sight of you got my heartbeat racing
You got the formula for 1 thing I've been chasing
We could paint the town red, couple drinks and some dinner
She let me in her 'cause she always come in first like a winner
She love the Coco, not blow but Chanel
Blow the dough on the mail, CC on her lapel
Everything that she do controlling me like Voodoo
Asking How Do It Feel? D'Angelo on the Bluetooth
Girl I know you love wine, hope this champagne fine
Ain't speak a couple weeks, but babe you been on my mind
'Cause our vibe's so pure
Yeah for sure it's couture
Tailor made, bespoke what we spoke brought us allure
Some Henny, Moscow mules, White Russian Kahlua
From f*cking and getting faded
To ghosting and super jaded
From sharing all of our time to not speaking, I hate it
Ignore them salty bitches that tell you I'm overrated
I know
I talk too much, but I just think you're chill
Always dressed to kill, plus you always split the bill
These are my confessions had to Usher in the real
You Don't Have to Call it nothing, we were Caught Up in the thrill
Things fall as summer starts to fade
Now I'm getting burnt up by the sun beam rays
I guess it's just part of being Lost in LA
I just wish the palm trees could give me way more shade