It's seven o'clock, I'm having trouble, I'm trying to sleep but I just can't knock

Told you I'm not, going right back to the old me, back then I was so popped, I was so shocked

I tried to call you, it went to voicemail, thought I got blocked, and that shit got me hot

I miss the old you, don't miss the old me, I did for you and you know girl a lot

Now I regret it, I wish I hadn't meant it, wish I could refund all the shit that I bought

Love you, I meant it and you never said shit, guess it's my fault, I was loving a thot

Holding my mother and sister, the only family that I have man it's all that I got

I had a brother and dad, but the story ends sad one died and the other forgot

The rolling mountains, just ain't moving

I look at the hills and I feel in a movie, I can't believe that I loved her truly

The whole damn time man this bitch was a groupie

I smoked up cause I'm hurt, so I get so high, that's the reason my eyes so droopy

I've been trying to hear you out, but the wind too loud, I can't lie girl you starting to lose me

Tryna tell myself that I'm okay, I'll be alright this time

But I still see those endless mountains when I close my eyes

It's like I'm moving in slow motion like you froze my mind

Sometimes think if I went back in time, like nine years I'd be fine

Guess it's my fault I didn't pause and try to read the signs

I was so focused on your feelings, didn't care for mine

I'm trying to tell myself I'm good, I swear to God I'm trying

Staring down these hills, give me a thrill, can't help but stare and cry

Now it's10 on the dot, I'm still having trouble

I'm still trying to sleep, but I still can't knock

Girl I told you I'm not, I won't go back to the old me

Cause back then I was popped, I was ugly and chopped

When I try to call you, it go to voicemail

Think I got blocked, and that shit got me hot

I don't miss the old you, but I miss the old me

I did for you and you know girl a lot

The rolling mountains still ain't moving you killing me slowly

Girl what are you doing

I'm on the turnpike, risking my life doing speeds that I shouldn't

I'm flying, I'm zooming

The rolling mountains still ain't moving you killing me slowly

Girl what are you doing

I'm on the turnpike, risking my life doing speeds that I shouldn't

It's seven o'clock, I'm having trouble

I'm trying to sleep, but I just can't knock

Told you I'm not, going right back to the old me

Back then I was so popped, I was so shocked

I tried to call you, it went to voicemail

Thought I got blocked, and that shit got me hot

I miss the old you, don't miss the old me

I did for you and you know girl a lot