Memories BoyWithUke

[Chorus]
Oh I keep searching through my memories
I know much much I've lost
Never had the chemistry
I might be holding onto you for far too long
Maybe I'm a cop? maybe you're a thief?
Maybe you can just fuck off and let me breathe?
You could've been my window, Oh oh
Fly away with me

[Verse 1]
I've been feeling stressed now
Making me depressed now
I should've clean my room before I start to get obsessed now
Damn this pressure is my habit
Trying to be my best instead of jumping on a mattress
Honestly I'm pressеd now
Looking at my Ex now
Fucking up the beat while I bе fucking on my friend's couch
Shawty got me lurching, she wanna be a surgeon
Bitches on my wrist, they called me "Mr.Bitch Merchant"

[Chorus]
I keep searching through my memories
I know much much I've lost
Never had the chemistry
I might be holding onto you for far too long
Maybe I'm a cop? maybe you're a thief?
Maybe you can just fuck off and let me breathe?
You could've been my window, Oh oh
Fly away with me