Drifting (Demo) G-Eazy (Ft. Chris Brown)

[Intro: Chris Brown]
This the type of shit I deal with all the time, huh
I just stay lowkey fine
Usually I don't miss

[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
Got this flight to London, I ain't pop no Xans for it
In case you was wonderin', I ain't even plan for it
I just left L.A. (L.A.), barely caught the plane (Yeah-yeah)
Don't fuck with TSA, private jets don't need no escort (Oh)
Get used to this fame shit (Yeah)
This you-know-all-my-name-shit (Yeah)
Yeah, I'm still the same kid
That fucked around and made it
Fucked over my main chick
The second one did the same shit
Fucked up, had a baby on her, God told me stop playin'
I was in L.A. (L.A.), you was in MIA (You gone)
I was tryna stay (I did), but you ain't tryna wait, no
Now I'm out the way, million miles away (Ooh)
Thinkin' 'bout the games
I shouldn't have played, but I played it

[Chorus: Chris Brown, G-Eazy]
And now I'm missin' your love, I'ma roll up
I'm faded once again, I don’t know where I am
But I just know I'm driftin' far from you
I'm tryna keep my head strong, but my heart
Won't just let me grow away from you
Don't you know we driftin' off, driftin' off?
I know you think that it's my fault we fallin' off
All this hope and disregard, driftin' off
I know you think there ain't no fault that far apart
Ooh, and now I'm missin' your love (You know, I mean, yeah)