When It Hit Me

Coming off that zala, awful lotta
Know we spent our guala
Dribble back, on brook, it's real
We live to make a dolla
In these summers, it been hotter
Than I ever could remember
It was nice back when I got her
When she left, it made it harder
We was running out the C
And everyday was getting farther
We would light it in the car, she said she gotta leave her father
It was 2 am, was driving, we was in no city proper
Got the windows down and music, we ain't felt the need for talking
It's been weeks since we was talking
I still think about it often, but she don't

I know she don't, I know she don't, I know she

Talking with them, other lovers, she feel like my mother
I still open up the messages we sent, I relive it
And my friends say it's stupid, I ignore them, they don't get it
Think it's toxic that we fucked, but they don't know how we meant it

It was, ah, it was, ah, it was

The very day after, at that point it had me laughing
I was faking, for my bro, making statements
I don't know when it hit me
I guess when he talking like he know
He was calling you a ho when it hit me
I let it go