Posh Odyssey

That was my thick bitch, that was my bad bitch, ayy
You might think I’m tripping cause the way I had bitches
But that never ever changed, till I caught them mad feelings
When she let a nigga know, that this love was soul driven
Now it’s no chillin', no texting, I ain’t got your phone number
You ain’t got my new number, guess it’s been a few summers
Letting go, seems like the thing we gotta do right now
Used to do our thing, now it’s us, it’s just me right now
How it’s gotta be right now, I wish you could see me now
Where I gotta be right now, you could never go
I’m living in my dreams, you don’t wanna come along
That was my skinny bitch, that was my model bitch
On another planet, getting into all type of shit
And I love her like the sun, but the sun gotta sit
Some days felt that you ain’t even fucking with me
Yet I stuck around, cause you always held me down
In the hard times, struggling, dragging luggage around town
I was lost in the music, surround sound
And if I look into your eyes, I will still drown
In the ocean of emotion that I found when I touched down
Looking at you now and I know letting go is a thing
That we gotta do right now, that’s how it’s gotta be right now
I wish you could see me now, where I gotta be right now
You could never go, I’m living in my dreams, you don’t wanna come along
I guess I go alone
Guess I gotta be alone