Stevo - Distant lyrics

Distant Intro Distant Hook I feel distant God, keeps calling me His persistent the devil tryna f** with me Make a difference, yeah I'm tryna grow my Ps It's the lifestyle, f** it yeah it chose me Verse One Memoirs of a Stoner that became a Loner I'm just tryna say my mind, you judging my Persona Hella n***as in my face, asking me for favours 2,3,4 to the world, we posted in Lagos I was chilling with a baddie, she from Minnesota We was kicking back and whipping up that Dirty Soda It was a hell of a night, that dick game tight Now she tryna stay and ditch a late night flight But I'm the type of n***a to call an Uber, she gotta go The type to switch it up, if n***as tryna jock the flow The wave is contagious, so y'all n***as better know We be coming through with fire, back to back on a row Don't ever generalize, saw the look in your eyes This n***a is on a mission, If you didn't realize I just copped me, a new fine girl, with a big a** I be flying high like a n***a just smoked gra** Still I got n***as on the road Still I got fam who don't wanna see me blow I daily weigh my options, who are friends, who are foes That line be so slim, somedays you'll never know Hook I feel distant God, keeps calling me His persistent the devil tryna f** with me Make a difference, yeah I'm tryna grow my Ps It's the lifestyle, f** it yeah it chose me Verse Two Hustle everyday, tryna make a way This music's all I know and I love the pay Peer pressure in the air made a n***a change I be tryna put y'all on the wave cuz I got the range Men I seen good girls, switch up to bad B's Everybody wan be savage, I'm like b**h please I had to tell myself only you can save you Trust issues with the shawtys, but I never blame you uh I'm tryna keep it real I'm tryna open up, tell you how I feel I see you doing well, that's a motivation But f** it, I'm the sh**, you ma constipation What happened to trust, what happened us What happened to you, thought you had the sauce uh Now we distant Memories faded, now we distant Struggling through the roads, tryna make a note Woo, Woo Whipping up that coke, money's all I know Skrr, Skrr Ami in the air, baddies on the floor Yeah, Yeah We should get a room, say she wanting more Struggling through the roads, tryna make a note Woo, Woo Whipping up that dough, money's all I know Skrr, Skrr Marvin in the air, shawtys on the floor Yeah, Yeah We should get a room, if they wanting more... Stevo Distant Hook I feel distant God, keeps calling me His persistent the devil tryna f** with me Make a difference, yeah I'm tryna grow my Ps It's the lifestyle, f** it yeah it chose me