Levels - Mickey Shiloh, Tommy Will

Pull up, it’s been a while

I know I said I never wanted to see you again

But, what’s up

I been drinkin, so I been thinkin about us

It’s funny that you hit me now

You see me doing so well

You see me fine as hell

And meanwhile you been in hell

Yeah, yeah

That’s what’s up

You’re missin what I gave to you

Missin how I leveled you up

There’s levels to this

And that bitch ain’t on my level

She could never level you up

There’s level to this

And that bitch ain’t on my level

She could never level you up

I think your body language was written down in old English

Unless I’m buzzin and I don’t speak it

Cold feet and cold hearts no ice needed

This cup heavy, my crown heavy

Your light gleamin

I tried drinking but no feeling like your feeling

Most feelings is numb, young and dumb

In the cold, how could I save you

When my number isn’t saved in your phone

What’s that level like?

How I love doing things that you never liked

How I only call your phone in the devils light

3am hits different in your bed at night

I’m not wrong, but you never not right

You fly alone but that never stop flights

To the coast

How I put you in the sand

But you ain’t even put me on the gram huh?

It’s funny that you hit me now

You see me doing so well

You see me fine as hell

And meanwhile you been in hell

Yeah, yeah

That’s what’s up

You’re missin what I gave to you

Missin how I leveled you up

There’s levels to this

And that bitch ain’t on my level

She could never level you up

There’s level to this

And that bitch ain’t on my level

She could never level you up

There’s level to this

And that bitch ain’t on my level

She could never level you up

There’s level to this

And that bitch ain’t on my level

She could never level you up