Got this flight to London I ain’t pop no Xans for it In case you was wondering I ain’t even plan for it I just left L. A Barely caught the plane Fucking TSA Swear a nigga ran for it Ain’t used to this fame shit This you all know my name-shit Me, I’m just the same kid That fucked around and made it Fucked over my main chick Damn she was the main chick Thinking bout the game I shouldn’t have played But I played it And now I’m missing your love I’ma roll up, I’m faded once again I don’t know where I am But I just know I’m drifting far from you I’m tryna keep my head strong But my heart won’t Just let me grow away from you Don’t you know we’re drifting off, drifting off? I know you think that it’s my fault we’re falling off All this hope and disregard, drifting off I know you think there ain’t no fault, we fall apart And now I’m missing your love I blame it on the distance It’s why I’m fucking on these bitches These numbers in my phone A text pops up, she’s like, who is this? You probably got a mistress Probably every week it switches Now is this cause for concern? And should I be suspicious? I’m overseas tripping, a million miles away And she’s still in L. A., my mom’s out in the Bay And these overseas minutes add up That’s a lot to pay I can pay it, yeah I know But it’s the excuse I say She’s been tryna track me down I feel like I’m… And now Dodging her when she’s the one I’m out here tripping, acting wild Start to wonder if I’ve changed I’m like how could that be now? Would these bi**hes be here really If I wasn’t rapping now? Now tell me now I’m just so conflicted It’s been so long since we kicked it And I can’t lie, I’ve missed it But somewhere the current shifted And now I’m somewhere else Far away, feel like we drifted Hard to face the facts I’m drinking to escape, and then get lifted Get swept under a rug Get a change, something different for a while Yeah we grew apart with time We ain’t kicked it in a while But I still think about you now Without you, see this difference is now Bullshit happens, how could we have known? Nothing can prepare us From sleeping at your parents Now do sold out shows in Paris To parties at my hotel Seshing blunts off of my terrace Tell me, how’d we ever come to live this careless?