Flood

I'm not tryna fight my way back
Honey I'ma show but you left a mark
Rolling mix tapes like we're way back
Chasing after grey but I'm in the dark
Used to call me up
Bullets [?] flicker they don't make it right
Shit might hurt my eyes
Living on the porch
Then she'd say goodnight
I am on a cycle, 9-1-1
Losing my head, she a loaded gun
I have cried a flood, my tears stay numb
Dancing around where I don't belong
Roaming the streets at four-o'-nine
Empty my pockets for a sign
Laughing over pop rocks like we did when were ten
If we don't end up ****ing
I could really use a friend
Used to call me up
Bullets [?] flicker they don't make it right
Shit might hurt my eyes
Living on the porch
Then she'd say goodnight
I am on a cycle, 9-1-1
Losing my head, she a loaded gun
I have cried a flood, my tears stay numb
Dancing around where I don't belong
Used to call me up
Bullets [?] flicker they don't make it right
Shit might hurt my eyes
Living on the porch
Then she'd say goodnight
Ayy
I am on a cycle, 9-1-1
Losing my head, she a loaded gun
I have cried a flood, my tears stay numb
Dancing around where I don't belong
La-la-la-la, la, la, la, la
La-la-la-la, la, la, la, la
La-la-la-la, la, la, la, la
La-la-la-la, la, la, la, la