Underwater FlyZone

Trippie Redd

Yeah
Che-check one two, one two
Check one two (fuck), yeah
Mm, mm (Huh, huh, huh)
Yeah

Tryna keep my (keep my) composure
I don't have anyone's shoulder anymore (anymore), anymore
Anymore, anymore (anymore), yeah
Anymore (anymore), anymore (anymore), yeah

It's like I've been castaway, fast away
By my lone, by my own
I don't have anyone to cry with, or to die with
I die on my own
On my, on my own, on my own
It seems like the underwater is my flyzone, my flyzone

Tryna keep my composure
I don't have anyone's shoulder anymore, anymore
Anymore, anymore (anymore), yeah
Anymore (anymore), anymore (anymore), yeah-eah

Too many times, too many times, I've
Too many times, too many times
I've tried to be your friend, 'til the very end
I'm tryna fight, through the light
Even though I've been blind
Trying, trying, ohh, ohh, ohh

Tryna keep my (keep my) composure
I don't have anyone's shoulder anymore (anymore), anymore
Anymore, anymore (anymore), yeah
Anymore, anymore

Yeah anymore
I won't fight anymore, I won't cry anymore
Anymore, anymore, anymore
Anymore, anymore, yeah
Leave me in the dark end, leave me in the back end
Leave me back in your arms
Leave me in the dark end, leave me in the back end
Leave me back in your arms, your arms, your arms

Tryna keep my composure
I don't have anyone's shoulder anymore, anymore
Anymore, anymore, yeah
Anymore (anymore), anymore (anymore), yeah

I don't have anyone's shoulder
I don't have anyone's shoulder
I don't have anyone's shoulder, anymore, anymore, anymore
Anymore, anymore
Anymore, anymore
Anymore, anymore
Anymore, anymore
Anymore, anymore
Anymore, anymore
Anymore, ahh, ahh