Before you left we had it all
But then the distance made us fall
Tried to you replace you with someone less
But we deserve the best
So get on that flight
And get your ass to Los Angeles
Headed north bound on the 101 at noon
I'm doomed but there is no gloom
The sun's shining just right, it's bright outside
And the wind is nice and my jams are on
The radio's playing my favorite songs
And my girl's on the passenger side
Letting me know she'll go with the flow
And do whatever tonight
I only see her from time to time
She has a different zip code than mine
And you'd think it'd be over right?
'Cause it's too far to make the drive
Well fuck that shit, please don't remind me!
Cause I'm already sad enough
So I go 'cause I want her bad enough
And girl, we don't even have to fuck
I'm just trying to chill here on the coast
Spending time with you, I like the most
Even though it's just the weekend
And on Sunday you're leaving
Before you left we had it all
But then the distance made us fall
Tried to you replace you with someone less
But we deserve the best
So get on that flight
And get your ass to Los Angeles
It's been over a year
Since I've seen you last
I gave you a call
Heard you were coming back
To LA for the weekend, the weekend
Where the weather is better
We'll make it feel like forever
Heard you're headed down, I'ma hit you up
Let me know if you need somebody to pick you up
Oh you got a ride? That's wassup
Haven't seen you since 2 was a 1
And I know you're only home like 2, 3 days
And your girlfriend's made bout a month full of plans
Hopefully you could schedule me in
If not pen, pencil me in, I ain't trippin'
But I do wanna chill with the real
Get a meal, sip sake and refill
Split the bill, naw I got it
Came up doing work out in Compton
And you're about to get money like a profit
So whatever we do it's cool I gotcha
Let me know, I'll be posted at home
On my own grind, if you got time it's a go
It's been over a year
Since I've seen you last
I gave you a call
Heard you were coming back
To LA for the weekend, the weekend
Where the weather is better
We'll make it feel like forever
Before you left we had it all
But then the distance made us fall
Tried to you replace you with someone less
But we deserve the best
So get on that flight
And get your ass to Los Angeles
For the weekend
Get on that flight
And get your ass to Los Angeles
For the weekend, the weekend
Where the weather is better
We'll make it feel like forever
credits
released July 4, 2012
Lyrics by Jordan and Brandon
Music by Jordan
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