Letter to Peep

[Intro] I miss you so much, man I just want to go and join you, man It's so fuckin' lonely down here Everything feels so different I'ma see you soon, bro I promise [Verse] Ayy, Peep Everyone you warned me about, now claimin' they miss you Held your cold face, said "goodbye", hugged you, then kissed you Hopped up off that tour bus, stumblin' in pieces Hope you finally at peace, now that you no longer breathin' When you was laughin' the hardest, still felt your pain That deep desperation gaze, cry baby face You had a thousand plays way back in the day When you had them millions, you was still exactly the same Both fucked up, livin' rough, had nothin' Edited your first video, you sent my PayPal money Didn't even want it, but it stopped my sister bein' hungry We was so connected, livin' in completely different countries Flew out to LA, Uber to your place Never seen so many strangers crowded in a tiny place Everyone offerin' drugs, takin' pictures of your face No one offerin' love or wonderin' 'bout your day Both heartbroken, introverted, so lonely You was the only one of the few to ever really know me Gus, what's it like up there, man? I wanna join ya Strugglin' to keep it movin', tangled in paranoia Everyone that wasn't loyal to ya, woulda killed 'em for ya You had the same mentality 'cause family important Gus, I'm tryna fight my fears, our childhood was poison I got demons I been runnin' from, never stood up and fought 'em 'Bout to take a flight back to London, yeah, in a few days Where we lived together, I don't wanna see that place All that bizzare furniture you purchased, so awkwardly placed You'd take a step back and stare at it until it looked okay I held your face, took a step back, nothin' looked okay, brother You was shinin' bright, now you've turned into this grey color Holdin' back the tears every time I hear your name come up I don't wanna say nothin', they don't know this pain's cuttin' Tryna stay strong for loners like us Made a video of you sleepin' on the back of that bus Made a joke, said that Gus is workin' out finally Put the camera on you to see that you was fallin' asleep Everyday of that tour, like you usually do Head back, mouth open, yep, the usual I saw you like this everyday on the entire tour I didn't know that you was dead, man, as if I would've recorded