I'm just searching for a pair of eyes
That stick around; Always by my side
I'm just tryna fix these ugly cuts
Find some eyes that don't fade in the mud
I guess my vice is that I need love
I try to drown it out but I feel it in my blood
Try to figure out why I feel so stuck
I think I figured out I don't need any luck
Banging like a savage, f*cking shit up
Hanging with a bad bitch, she found me a new drug
Tattered like I'm rabid, dripping in my own blood
Got you turning up and I can't even go in clubs
Not some kid that's living off the trust fund
But when we start smoking we rolling like we got some
I'm just searching for a pair of eyes
That stick around; Always by my side
I'm just tryna fix these ugly cuts
Find some eyes that don't fade in the mud
I guess my vice is that I need love
I try to drown it out but I feel it in my blood
Try to figure out why I feel so stuck
I think I figured out, bitch, I don't need any luck