​fr8 train

[Verse 1]
Ayy, I’ll do this by myself, I don’t need no help, baby, fuck the mental health
Never cared about the wealth
Weed packed tight, now I’m doing pretty well
Summertime silence
I been fried off the East coast horizons
Thinking thoughts under trees of the island
Baby, I'ma need a little more than guidance

[Verse 2]
Showed up to the party, But I don’t socialize (Socialize)
Saw a couple of faces that I recognize (Recognize)
Used to laugh and joke under the summer sky (Summer sky)
Just haven’t been myself so I apologizе
Maybe one day all that shit will tend to nеutralize (Neutralize)
Then we joint into the void to make a compromise (Compromise)
I see these smoke screens through my tired eyes (tTired eyes)
Just trying to get some rest before tomorrow night

[Chorus]
Yeah, baby, I’ve been on my low, I don’t really care no more
I’ve been scrolling through my phone, ayy
Baby, I’ve been on my low, I don’t really care no more
I’ve been scrolling through my phone
Found the pills on my clothes
Baby, I’ve been on my low
I’ve been really fucking cold in the basement of my home, baby, yeah

[Verse 3]
Used to be somebody, but I’m different now (now)
Cardi hit my face now I’m on the ground (ground)
Only got a couple that’ll stay around (‘round)
I got shit to face, but hopefully I’ll work it out (out)
Speaking to some fakes by the champagne
On the porch in the morning and my eyes strain
Left the drinks on the path in the cold rain
Now I’m fried, walking home by the freight train