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