[Verse 1: Ausar]
Bass knock, bumping out the window (window)
LA, bending corners scrape my rental (rental!)
Stay on the low, but my friends know
I ain't hard to find, need no tracing like a stencil
Mama hit my line
She like "Woah boy where you be?"
I'm in NY, I'm in Jersey, Nashville occasionally
I've been running state to state
Making plays, dodging woes with my woes
Please don't hit me up 'less God on the phone
No time for love baby
Been feeling like I'm drowning, but its wavy
Oh can you blame me?
I'm in rare form, airborne
In and out the airport
I'm not coming home until they treat me like I'm Air Jordan
Shorty wanna see my world and terraform it
This point grab an app, I tell 'em tear a form
Til' the clique so big we need a megazord
Til' I launch careers, I don't even need the credit for
I can't take a rest until we press it forward
[Chorus: Chris Patrick]
Can't come back home again
Back on the road again
Back on them shows again
She acting cold again
I can't act like I don't know that she's alone again
I can't help it if she won't pick up the phone again
Can't come back home again
Back on the road again
Back on them shows again
She acting cold, cold
I can't act like I don't know that she's alone again
I can't help it if she won't pick up the phone again
[Verse 2: Chris Patrick]
All my texts and calls on DND
Imma trek through all the DNV
I progress through walls like TNT
Drop a check to cop the BNB
Progress to stars from EBT
Them execs want calls they CC me
My success was all they feedin' me
I forget lil' shawty needed me
Obsessed to ball like Lonzo Brother
Ain't rest at all like Donald Glover
Suppress my flaws under all the cover
I guess she logged out, from all the trouble
Confessed I'm wrong, she don't want another
Connections falling out it's getting smothered
Less we talk about, the more we struggle
Her friend been talkin 'bout how she gon' dub it
I thought you would've road 'til the stress died
TLC neglected from me, now you left eye
She keep screaming, she feel like I don't invest time
See me leaving on the next flight
[Bridge: Chris Patrick]
I thought you would've rode for me (I thought you would've rode)
I thought you would've rode for me (I thought you would've rode)
I thought you would've rode for me (I thought you would've rode)
I thought you would've rode for me (I thought you would've rode)
[Chorus: Chris Patrick]
Can't come back home again
Back on the road again
Back on them shows again
She acting cold again
I can't act like I don't know that she's alone again
I can't help it if she won't pick up the phone again
Can't come back home again
Back on the road again
Back on them shows again
She acting cold, cold
I can't act like I don't know that she's alone again
I can't help it if she won't pick up the phone again
[Outro: Chris Patrick]
Can't come back home again
Back on the road again
Back on them shows again
She acting cold again
I can't act like I don't know that she's alone again
I can't help it if she won't pick up the phone again
Can't come back home again
Back on the road again
Back on them shows again
She acting cold again
I can't act like I don't know that she's alone again
I can't help it if you won't pick up the phone again
Can't come back home again
Back on the road again
Back on them shows again
She actin cold again
Now Ima be alone again
Won't pick up on the phone again
Won't pick up on the phone again
She won't pick up the phone again
She won't pick up the phone again
She won't pick up the phone again
She won't pick up the phone again
She won't pick up the phone again
She won't pick up the phone again
