Way Out - Jack Harlow, Big Sean

Man I wish that I could kill her

I wish that I could still feel her

Now I’m at the club looking for a fill up

Bar tender make sure my drink stay filled up

Man look at this mess I’m in

In my darkest hours I can’t see the horizons

But I still remember her sizes

34 — 22 — 35 eeh…

Eh, and I’m the man to these broads

Who one glass I could get 'em to ménage

Through all of the screaming and all the applause

I’m Mr Big Shot, but you was my star

Hey Juliet I guess our books done, huh?

You know I ain’t book smart

Cause I just thought it was a book mark

And we could’ve pick up where we left off

There’s nothing left to say, now

Cause I’ll be on my way, now

And I’ll be moving way out, way out, way out…

There’s nothing left to say, now

Cause I’ll be on my way, now

And I’ll be moving way out, way out, way out

Out of your way…

Man I wish that I could shoot her

I wish that I never knew her

Man what I’m suppose to do, huh?

She my backbone how I’m suppose to maneuver?

And I know I said it last time

But I swear last time was the last time

But now she say it’s all past time

And I feel like I see my flat line

And I’m suppose to be a man and all

But when you get that involved

You gotta start thinking with your head

Nah your real head, not the one in your pants and uh…

Man she was suppose to be my baby

Man we was suppose to see a baby

Man I would’ve gave her everything

Better life, wedding ring, everything we never seen…

I guess we’ll never see it now

Man I wish that I could stab her

Remember when I used to grab her

I wish a nigga still had her

It’s gone hurt to see another nigga have her

When I call there’s no answer

And she ain’t love Big Sean she loved Sean Anderson

Man you could probably feel me dying

And you could probably hear her crying

She killing me from the inside out

Took everything in the crib that was inside, out

She priceless, and I can’t afford it

You want space baby and I gave you orbit

So come home, home is where the heart is

She say whenever I’m here I feel heartless

So it’s time to part then…

I beg your pardon?

We’ll be back tomorrow, nah!