4 Drinks - Jordan Solomon

Phantum been the plug

Yaya, ay yeah

Less talk and more action

More presence, less back then

More now and less past tense

Old friends and moved past them

Less frowns and more laughin'

You just wanna get a reaction

Outta me, but I’m way too grown up

This too deep, they could never know us

Call my line but I still don’t show up

I was young but girl, I got older

Pressure shift from you to my shoulders

Open arms but ain’t go no closure

Summer love but stay till October

I need you a little bit closer

We gotta move a little bit slower

4 drinks but I swear I’m still sober

I think you stuck in my system

Distance can not make us distant

I feel your energy driftin'

Closer, I don’t want resistance

You had a chance but you missed it

Wanna talk but you won’t listen

Drinkin', I twist it, don’t get it twisted

I broke some hearts and don’t think I can fix it

Yaya, yo

And I need it all when I come through

Touch you, love you, I’m the one you run to

What happened when I leave and I’m not there?

In too deep, I don’t know how we got here

Never do I sleep, I been workin', workin' all year (yeah)

Stackin' up the money and I never got too much

Can’t say I changed since I blew up

Friends from the past still act like they knew us

Been stayin' low-key location, don’t move much

Somethin' that you can believe in

The peace help you fight off the demons

Lookin' back at you, the mirror’s revealin'

I think I know how you feelin'

You set the bar and I’m pushed to the ceilin'

Call my line but I still don’t show up

I was young but girl, I got older

Pressure shift from you to my shoulders

Open arms but ain’t go no closure

Summer love but stay till October

I need you a little bit closer

We gotta move a little bit slower

4 drinks but I swear I’m still sober

So take me to heaven

God watchin' over me, sendin' those blessin’s

Learned a lot from me but won’t give me credit

Hold down together, ain’t doubt for a second

We gotta link up so I can confess it

Life is too good to push me to depression

Turn back the clock to when I was a freshman

I was so innocent, in the mix, hair brown and skin look like cinnamon

And these days, I been lovin' you, fuckin' you, cuffin' you, comin' through,

runnin' through all of these hoes

If I’m too direct then girl let me know

Don’t look like before, that’s a hell of a glow, whoa

Before I could drive, I would walk through the snow

Now you know it’s been Solo, oh

And I, I can’t think of how I ever missed us

Why they ever switched up

Why you never pick up

When I needed you the most

I would never know

I need you a little bit closer

We gotta move a little bit slower

4 drinks but I swear I’m still sober