o r l a n d o. Lyrics

Down in Orlando

Far from the 8-1-4

Missed how it was before

Now you hitting me back up like I'm one of them boys

Feeling like a chore

It's 11 PM right now

It's the same for you

Meet me in the middle

Riddle me this

Messing around

At different cribs

Know what you did

Threw it away

And to this day

You deny it

But I'm here for you

Is it too late to call back?

Is it too late for all that?

Is it too late, no tag backs?

If I was JJ would you call back?

If I was Austin would you call back?

If I was your last dude would you call back?

If it was anyone but me would you call back?

Can you call back?

If it's love can it even be called that?

I know it's 11 PM in Orlando

A long time away from the 8-1-4

But I

Wanna reclaim my life

And that starts with you

Nobody else

Just you

I've grown to hate myself

I've grown on too many people

Now I hate myself

I've swiped left too many time

Now I hate myself

I've lusted too much

Now I hate myself

Better off now if I ended myself

Coming my way

Crusing 180 down the highway

I'm headed your way

But I know you miss it back over my way

You're such a beautiful life

The night we met

It was a beautiful night

But an elaborate lie

But that knife stabs back

It's in my back

Would it be too much for you to call back?

Call back?

Trappin' out Orlando

Trappin' out the bando

I don't know where to go

But it's 7 AM in the 8-1-4