Ayy, yeahAyy, ayy, yeahPicking up the phone like I'm a writerWanna meet up, I'm a show writerThinking about the weeks which gone by, yeahStill feeling up all outside, yeahNo way I'm gonna loseStepping through town to my friend's house, yeahKnowing I'll make a moveMessing around to get back down, yeahPicking up the phone like I'm a writerWanna meet up, I'm a show writerThinking about the weeks which gone by, yeahStill feeling up all outside, yeahNo way I'm gonna loseStepping through town to my friend's house, yeahKnowing I'll make a moveMessing around to get back down, yeahI don't mind if you're doing what you need to doDoes it feel right?Does it feel right?I'm surprised phone is ringing like it's on the lineAnd it just be likeAnd it just be likeCome aroundIf you wanna spend some time with us, y'all get out with usHow aboutWe are having fun tonight and we * on all the thoughtsLights outYou cannot reach out for us this timeStand byYou wanna bother me, I don't mindPicking up the phone like I'm a writerWanna meet up, I'm a show writerThinking about the weeks which gone by, yeahStill feeling up all outside, yeahNo way I'm gonna loseStepping through town to my friend's house, yeahKnowing I'll make a moveMessing around to get back down, yeahPicking up the phone like I'm a writerWanna meet up, I'm a show writerThinking about the weeks which gone by, yeahStill feeling up all outside, yeahNo way I'm gonna loseStepping through town to my friend's house, yeahKnowing I'll make a moveMessing around to get back down, yeahYou watch me sink deep into space This world is no place for meWon't pick up calls when I'm with mates Airplane mode can't get to meSo we, having fun and hitting on a bunch of peopleWe'll be, spacing out and nowhere do we come back in timeAs we, sitting in my friend's room although we smellIt is free, hoping that today will never end hell