Take It Slow

[Intro: SHY Martin, Scorey & SHY Martin]

Much time moving on

(Shoutout to Shaun2Krazy!)

Tried a couple of therapists

Even got rid of some stuff

It's like my mind got a mind of its own

’Cause I've been busy getting over

Getting over some— (Uh, uh)

[Chorus: Scorey, Scorey & SHY Martin]

Oh, oh, woah-oh, oh, oh (Uh, uh)

'Cause I’m scared to let go, oh, oh, woah-oh, oh, oh , (Uh, uh)

'Cause my heart is struggling not to get hurt again

Just take it slow, oh, oh, woah-oh, oh

Uh, uh, uh

[Verse 1: Scorey]

Just take it, uh, just take it slow

Moms praying all night that I make it home

Posted up on that block, I got some pills in my chrome

Let them hollows hit his head, them bullets filled when it's done

Fuck the fame, if they free 'em, I'ma still get 'em gonе, uh

And fuck the game, I'm in that field tryna ball, uh

On Rich and Whitе, we making mills in that hall

Even if we not together, when it's real can I call?

Washy bound to let like thirty bullet spill from that AUG

Let’s lock that door and if we see him on his heels when he haul

Leah died when we was young, we rocking teal in the fall

’Member crying in my room, I left some tears on that wall

I can't lie, I just got tired of the streets, survived with my heat

I just wanna see all my niggas alive, who deceased?

I can’t name a single time that I done lied on that beat

R.I.P. my nigga Zach, I think he died in that seat, woah

[Chorus: Scorey, Scorey & SHY Martin]

Oh, oh, woah-oh, oh, oh (Uh, uh)

'Cause I'm scared to let go, oh, oh, woah-oh, oh, oh , (Uh, uh)

'Cause my heart is struggling not to get hurt again

Just take it slow, oh, oh, woah-oh, oh

Uh, uh, uh

[Verse 2: Scorey]

Just take it, uh, just take it slow

Lord, I miss my niggas, it been way too long

I miss waking up to see your name in my phone

He was with me totin’ torches when that flame getting thrown

Close my eyes, I hear that basketball dribble

Bag of some Skittles

See you waiting on that court to let your dad come and get you

I might lack if they diss you, can't take back what they did you

I might cracking this issue, I can't act, bro, I miss you

Sleeping on that couch, I see you snoring loud in it

Laughing on that porch, the rain pouring down, chilling

I stop myself from speaking about you, can't announce feelings

I don't want them getting satisfaction that them clowns did it

Wake up, hit 'em, rounds spit, uh

Since you been gone, I swear, niggas been on

I wish you could hear my phone

I miss you, it been too long, bro

Tears falling, I wish you could hear this song

No, nigga, it been a long road, oh

[Chorus: Scorey, Scorey & SHY Martin]

Oh, oh, woah-oh, oh, oh (Uh, uh)

'Cause I'm scared to let go, oh, oh, woah-oh, oh, oh , (Uh, uh)

'Cause my heart is struggling not to get hurt again

Just take it slow, oh, oh, woah-oh, oh

Uh, uh, uh

[Outro: Scorey]

Just take it, uh, just take it slow