Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Skizzy Mars
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Andrew Pramik
Songwriter
Michael Keenan Leary
Songwriter
Myles Mills
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
David Pramik
Producer
Michael Keenan
Producer
Lyrics
I know you love the way you look inside that mirror girl
We blowing loud inside your jeep we screaming fuck the world
I know sometimes you think about what could've been
As we sit inside this motel
Ay, pulled a geographic, moved to LA
But wherever I go there I am
You just finished smoking with friends
And I just hit the road once again
Now I'm living in a city that I'm fucking hating
Everybody fake they crave validation, me too
All these drugs seeking salvation
Late night calls hoping that you take 'em
Life changing its life saving
You the one that got away baby I'm waiting
Popped another pill 'cause my mind racing
Put your name in a song, now that's audacious
God speaking to me during meditation
Slide on you late night know you work the day shift
All the shit I could've said, all the nights we could've spent
You live rent free inside my head
I know you love the way you look inside that mirror girl
We blowing loud inside your jeep we screaming fuck the world
I know sometimes you think about what could've been
As we sit inside this motel (-tel-tel)
Yeah, We move slow 'cause its the pace that you prefer
Tried to gas you up believing what you worth
Codependent, don't be leaving me for work
I'll be here when you return something rolled to burn
Commitment issues my pops settled down at 40
And I'm 27, I use sex like medicine
Emotional intelligence was something I never leveled with
Me and my bedevilments
Still doing things that I'm tryna stop
And you still a lot, stirring up the pot
Young and perplexed
She got fame I got sex
Still think about you sometimes I confess
Drinking through the good and bad
On any occasion, we faded
And we look back in amazement
And wonder where the days went
Young and we lackin' patience
I know you love the way you look inside that mirror girl
We blowing loud inside your jeep we screaming fuck the world
I know sometimes you think about what could've been
As we sit inside this motel
Written by: David Andrew Pramik, Michael Keenan Leary, Myles Mills