feels like home :( Lyrics

(I don't know if you miss me too)

(I mean, I haven't heard from you, but)

(I hope you do)

(I'll always love you)

(Even if things never go back to what we were)

(What we, what I became so used to)

(What I thought would be forever)

(Just us two)

(But anyway)

(I just called to say)

(That I miss you)

(Oh my god, is that Drexz?)

(Oooohhhhhh ahhhhhhh)

(Yeah)

(Oh my god)

Yeah

When I met you

Shit, tryna get your number

You playing it off

Act like I don't miss you

Everyday I wake up, wanna kiss you, ohh

Flipping em racks up in my denim

Yeah, I got that bag, finna spend it

5k, that's what I spent on my jeans

(Ahhhhhhh)

Look at my boots

I'm rocking brand new A McQueen

Diamonds they shining, they beam (yeah, let's go!)

Had to get in my bag

Yeah I had to go flex up, up, up

Bitch I'm in the back and I'm faded (yeah)

Singing this song like

Oh my god (oh my god)

I'm gonna do what I do (let's go!)

I'm in the back of the function

The X got me faded

I took too much, hitting the floor (hitting the floor)

Percocet 30, it sit on my tongue (shit!)

Said fuck, the opps finna run (let's go!)

Yeah, money only thing I count up (count up, whoa)

So we spinnin' again, ahh

(Ohhhhhh ohhhhh) (Shit!)

Hell no, I'm not your friend, nah (gllahhh)

Droptop AMG Benz, oh yeah (boom boom boom!)

ALYX on my shirt

You leave, I'll prepare for the worst, uh (prepare for the worst)

Between me, and you, and the fame (go!)

This shit is a gift and a curse, uh (oh my god)

(Ahhhhhh) (Hey)

(I'm, I'm kinda glad you didn't pick up) (shit!)

(Oooooooo) (I kinda just called to hear your voice, so)

(Yeah) (Your voice recording was enough)

(Ugh, I should hang up, what am I doing) (no, no)

Yeah

(Whoa!)

When I met you (I met you)

Shit, tryna get your number

You playing it off

Act like I don't miss you (act like I don't miss you, oh)

Everyday I wake up, wanna kiss you, ohh (wanna kiss you)

Flipping em racks up in my denim

Yeah, I got that bag, finna spend it (let's go!)

5k, that's what I spent on my jeans

(Ahhhhhhh) (Shit!)

Look at my boots

I'm rocking brand new A. McQueen (oh, oh)

Diamonds they shining, they beam (oohh, oh, oh)

Had to get in my bag

Yeah I had to go flex up, up, up

Bitch I'm in the back and I'm faded (yeah)

Singing this song like

Oh my god

(This is agenda)