Back in the ends Back in the ends again Foul stuff Showing your face again You told me you'd never leave Back in the ends and girl, I'm solo what you tryna do? Yeah, yeah Under' Understand where I'm coming from You went somewhere far and now you're calling home Truth is, I know I don't help your paranoia Hold up, smoke this Girl, I've got that California Lonely, riding by Just you and I Through the night 'Cause the thought of riding high Is modern-day suicide So precise Places you touching me are so precise Pulling me back just like the ocean tide Doesn't make sense to me The way that you're touching me, baby So precise Places you touching me are so precise Pulling me back just like the ocean tide Doesn't make sense to me They way that you're touching me, baby Mad for what (for what) You used to be nonchalant, girl, you're falling off (falling off) Even the slightest thing get you fired up (fired up) But baby the sweetest thing is you always Under- Understand where I'm coming from You went somewhere far and now you're calling home Truth is, I know I don't help your paranoia Hold up, smoke this Girl, I've got that California It's lonely riding by Just you and I Through the night 'Cause the thought of riding high Is modern-day suicide So precise Places you touching me are so precise Pulling me back just like the ocean tide Doesn't make sense to me The way that you're touching me, baby