Make More Time

By Get a Drone

Released on January 1, 2019

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Intro

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Name one, name one

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Chorus

Riding round and I'm looking A1, but I'm so stressed out I get up and take one

Fight with my day one then I might get stabbed and they won’t say none

We were all good, now I wanna go a year back, make more time

But we can’t stress what already happened

I thought that you knew that

You act like you ain’t knew that

She said I can’t get through this or I can’t get through that

Worried 'bout your future, why don’t you pursue that?

I’m way too nostalgic to go and just do that, yeah

Verse

Don't, don't, don't trust my eyes

I’m on your team, your field, your vibe (your vibe)

You keep me up all night, then blacked out while I’m recording, you're in my bed by morning

But I still never trust my eyes, 'cause you’ve been living rent free in my mind, you could have my time

And I’d climb a hundred towers to give you a hundred flowers

I’ve been strung out, tied up, and unravelled

I get sentimental when you send me the mixed signals

I would rather you feel overwhelmed than undervalued

Let it [?] the way that I’m coming at you

Think about the drama got me ready for Kamikaze

If I had a dollar for every dollar before the paper I could get the gold watch and have them all counting on me

Bridge

When shit ain’t getting better

No nothing lasts forever

Cause I'll put in the effort

And I'll get it together

I'm on a new endeavour

I thought that you remembered

I thought that you knew that, knew that

Verse

When I'm with your bitch

We ain’t walking, it’s a cab flex

She tell the driver where my crib is, how she even know my address?

And even though I paid for the ride up (skkrt, skkrt, skkrt)

When she leaves, she gotta take a night bus (skkrt, skkrt, skkrt)

I know her friends tell her to be wiser

But I’m holding all this paper like a binder

Everybody got mistakes, if the night bus girl when she walk of shame

Didn’t want my ways to have caused her pain, but it’s not my fault that she called again

Gave her so many pills need a med degree, I swear the Xanny's fucking up her memories

And if she think she’s in love she’s imaging

Imma need the baddest bitch

Then I met a savage

Imma wake up with the girl like ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

And she tell tell me its a nice day out, I be like *ah-ah-ah-ah-ah*

But she found out 'bout your girl, she found out now she want out

Now she gone, I shoulda known what goes round gon' come around

Oh, oh, oh

Verse

But no time to be hung up on the way that she hung up

Got a lot of road to cover on the way to the come up

Need speed on the road, I'm in need of a drone

'Cause I can worry about her later when I [?]

I be, be on the move, sorry I can’t be there for you

Made mistakes, my old ways they weighing a ton

Give the fake smiles to some fake friends

Save the real ones for the real ones

Chorus

Riding round and I'm looking A1 but I'm so stressed out I get up and take one

Fight with my day one and I might get stabbed and they won’t say none

We were all good, now I wanna go a year back, make more time

But we can’t stress on what already happened

I thought that you knew that

You act like you ain’t knew that

She said I can’t get through this or I can’t get through that

Worried 'bout your future, why don’t you just do that?

I’m way too nostalgic to go and just do that, yeah