Haven't had a second to breathe in months
Just ignored my dad and I ain't feel bad
Your hand's locked in mine
San Francisco for a while
Leaves hang off of the stone wall
We lay in bed with our coats on
The campfire in our lungs
But the cold air keeping us both calm
CVS running out of masks
A twilight haze raining powder black
Stare at your reflection through the glass
You give me the face you have when you're in love
And I'm missing the moment while wondering
If I'll remember it or if anybody does
I was twenty on the 110 out
There's no turning back now
2017, all alone on New Year's Eve
Throwing up on myself
Head spinning like wheels turning
Throat burning but I'm feeling myself
My eyes rolling, euphoria
Lose myself in this warehouse crowd
And I'm like twenty-two now
I feel better when in doubt
I'm off the grid for a while
I've been on tour for a while
I made like two hundred thou'
I'm in a foreign city for the month
I got a Visa for the re-up
Me and her barely holding on
But that's what I do
Got so much to lose
Or I'm riding around
Back in Amberwood
Back in Amberwood
Back in Amberwood
Can't believe we made it here
All the way from a distant daydream
Vinyls hanging over my teenage bedsheets
I used to wake up and dream of Coachella
Knew I was different, no one would listen
Sold my first mixtape for five dollars
I made like five dollars off of them bitches
Perform at Crown Roots, ten in attendance
South Pasadena, they'd treat all my records like dead-ends
Rumors were spreading, started pretending
I was one of them, almost stopped making music
Kids from back then hitting me up now
They say, "What's up now? I hope you've been good"
"I heard your album, it got me through college"
"Surprised you're the one that made it to Hollywood"
"You're the reason that I'm fucking depressed"
"You're the reason that this hole in my chest"
A void I could not fill but helped me make checks
I helped you heal, how can I rest?
Came a long way from now working with BH
Driving to South LA when they would need me
Phone had no data, I'd call on the freeway
Mom told me exit on Fig and I'd be there
Ian gave me a platform and I used it
No one believed, I had to go out and prove it
Now I been touring, millions since then
And I won't stop 'til I got more
Bitch I'm a floor it, bitch they adore me
Haven't got a Tesla but I can afford it
You can't ignore it
How many late nights in this life I stayed up recording?
On a one way flight to Kauai to meet Rick
Did an hour show with Zane Lowe on a whim
Opened for Matty, to like six thousand kids
They getting tattoos of all these logos I did man (Hell yeah)
And if you told me that when I was seventeen
I'd say your ass is high
Almost killed myself when I was eighteen
Wish I could tell him it's gon' be alright
I-ight, i-ight, i-ight
I-ight, i-ight, i-i
And it's times I wish I wasn't in this chair
And that's something that I wish I didn't feel
Wanna bleed out of my heart but I could fail
On the world stage, this is fame and this is real
But do they notice when you're broken?
Do they feel it when your hope has been stolen?
By uniforms, zero emotions
Atlas with the world up on his shoulders
Try to stay independent, stress enormous
Been selling dreams, LLC, baby, we own it
But still that lil' boy banging OF on Mission
Nothing has changed, even if everything's different
Screaming, "I want you how I want you
In this way of what I want"
Spent my whole life walking uphill
Should be easier, it's not
Know my dad and mama proud of me
But I wish right from the start
If I could I'd fall apart
But I'm too scared of the dark
Haven't had a second to breathe in months
Just ignored my dad and I ain't feel bad
Your hand's locked in mine
San Francisco for a while
Leaves hang off of the stone wall
We lay in bed with our coats on
The campfire in our lungs
But the cold air keeping us both calm
CVS running out of masks
A twilight haze raining powder black
Stare at your reflection through the glass
You give me the face you have when you're in love
And I'm missing the moment while wondering
If I'll remember it or if anybody does
I was twenty on the 110 out
There's no turning back now
2017, all alone on New Year's Eve
Throwing up on myself
Head spinning like wheels turning
Throat burning but I'm feeling myself
My eyes rolling, euphoria
Lose myself in this warehouse crowd
And I'm like twenty-two now
I feel better when in doubt
I'm off the grid for a while
I've been on tour for a while
I made like two hundred thou'
I'm in a foreign city for the month
I got a Visa for the re-up
Me and her barely holding on
But that's what I do
Got so much to lose
Or I'm riding around
Back in Amberwood
Back in Amberwood
Back in Amberwood
Can't believe we made it here
All the way from a distant daydream
Vinyls hanging over my teenage bedsheets
I used to wake up and dream of Coachella
Knew I was different, no one would listen
Sold my first mixtape for five dollars
I made like five dollars off of them bitches
Perform at Crown Roots, ten in attendance
South Pasadena, they'd treat all my records like dead-ends
Rumors were spreading, started pretending
I was one of them, almost stopped making music
Kids from back then hitting me up now
They say, "What's up now? I hope you've been good"
"I heard your album, it got me through college"
"Surprised you're the one that made it to Hollywood"
"You're the reason that I'm fucking depressed"
"You're the reason that this hole in my chest"
A void I could not fill but helped me make checks
I helped you heal, how can I rest?
Came a long way from now working with BH
Driving to South LA when they would need me
Phone had no data, I'd call on the freeway
Mom told me exit on Fig and I'd be there
Ian gave me a platform and I used it
No one believed, I had to go out and prove it
Now I been touring, millions since then
And I won't stop 'til I got more
Bitch I'm a floor it, bitch they adore me
Haven't got a Tesla but I can afford it
You can't ignore it
How many late nights in this life I stayed up recording?
On a one way flight to Kauai to meet Rick
Did an hour show with Zane Lowe on a whim
Opened for Matty, to like six thousand kids
They getting tattoos of all these logos I did man (Hell yeah)
And if you told me that when I was seventeen
I'd say your ass is high
Almost killed myself when I was eighteen
Wish I could tell him it's gon' be alright
I-ight, i-ight, i-ight
I-ight, i-ight, i-i
And it's times I wish I wasn't in this chair
And that's something that I wish I didn't feel
Wanna bleed out of my heart but I could fail
On the world stage, this is fame and this is real
But do they notice when you're broken?
Do they feel it when your hope has been stolen?
By uniforms, zero emotions
Atlas with the world up on his shoulders
Try to stay independent, stress enormous
Been selling dreams, LLC, baby, we own it
But still that lil' boy banging OF on Mission
Nothing has changed, even if everything's different
Screaming, "I want you how I want you
In this way of what I want"
Spent my whole life walking uphill
Should be easier, it's not
Know my dad and mama proud of me
But I wish right from the start
If I could I'd fall apart
But I'm too scared of the dark