(Intro: Sample) You're almost sure to be a loser Tired of being by myself Guess I'll find me someone who wants... (Verse 1: GQ) Pick up where we left off, like F off, R2 Part 2 of a train wreck by my car view, lost you Finding that, pirate maps are hard without an X to mark When it changed, who's to blame? Why we always stretch the part? Wish I had an extra heart for you that I could offer you Instead of us making each other sick, coughing through Not perfect but i'm worth it, so deserving The pa**ion s**s, now we actin' up, open curtain She packin' up, i'm mad as f** like when you check out Hopefully before we pa**, catch you on the next route Hard to see, hard for me to manage, need bandages Once you find out the trick, then the magic vanishes Damage is too severe, couldn't fix through the years Funny feeling in my stomach every time that you'd appear Just a mirage of mine, my prettiest illusion I never thought the same problem would be my solution (Hook: GQ) I'm feelin' (Too high) You took me (Too high) How I get? (Too high) I'm feelin' (Too high) She took me (Too high) Will I go? (Too high) (Verse 2: GQ) Rear lights flashin', disaster and a warning sign Recordin' night vision while tryna make it to morning time Tell Pop that his Son tryna do more than shine They ain't got success in my size, I had to order mine I was born to climb, like i'm tryna pick a orange or lime Far from it, almost there i'm tip-toeing the border line I'm just hoping my tight roping will keep me up I ain't tryna fall and it's too deep to jump Pickin' pieces up, can't drop, below there's not a net for me To life I give my all and music gets whatever's left of me Especially, knowing, that I have a lot for livin' Forgive me for the sh** that's not forgiven Walkin' in the sky without a ribbon, it's hittin' I clear my mind with the same clear, that I'm sippin' Driven, off the road hope that I return, return... Playing with fire tryna not to burn, burn.... (Hook: GQ (X3))