Where the hell you

Going? yea

A whole lotta nonsense

Lotta that time's been

Used up

I′m just tryna get back to you

Yea

If that's all alright if that′s all okay then

If that's all okay then

I'm part hippie part smart

Little bit of cooked lil bit of dark arts

Playing with a rook better play your part

But I paint with a Paint brush, ain't much

I don't really like to say much, 1 thou

Imma get the glaze up, kung pao

She put the braids up, like Mao

See another pay stub wasted on make up

'Cause

My heart heavy

My body is still moving

My head missing

My mind is still cruising

Everybody in silence

My head grooving like

What we doing?

Where thе hell you

Going? yea

A whole lotta nonsеnse

Lotta that time's been

Used up

I′m just tryna get back to you

Yea

If that′s all alright if that's all okay then

If that′s all okay then

Monday we was on the beach no randos

Tuesday check and the flight got cancelled

Wednesday we was on that Malibu shit

Way up in the hills with the folks with the bills

Thursday we ain't even wanna go home

Took a plan out to Fiji never mind your phone

Got so high I couldn′t find the lows

3 days later it was time to go

Friday flew to the Saturday kickback

Sunday brunch ray bans and the fit match

Nyc it's a ten I see

In the mirror at the bathroom dawg let me get back

My life so movie esque

Girl We could be here or Budapest

Come quick see how true it gets

You don′t want no new regrets

Where the hell you

Going? yea

A whole lotta nonsense

Lotta that times been

Used up

I'm just tryna get back to you

Yea

If that's all alright if that′s all okay then

If it′s all okay

Where the hell you

Going?

I'm just tryna get back to you