Bluegrass

All these southern things
Mississippi river banks (uh)
In the bricks at the band practice
Hot humid summer day
Black girls in their sundress (hmm)
Oh no no no!
Hell nah it’s not sweet
Couple blocks down the street
End up on 73
Somebody got killed last week (oh)
Seem like very every other day
When nightfall it feel safe we
Smoking in the palisade (roll up)
Some strains OG
Young with old stress
Friends dead before 23
Day ones get tin' short ends
Dead man walk
You two step (alright alright)
So who’s next?
Rolling been I, been I, one two
Solo been I, and I, want you
Ain’t no clouds, in the sky
Roll up
Gettin' high
Rolling been I, been I, one two
Solo been I, and I, want you
Ain’t no clouds, in the sky
Rolling up
Gettin' high
I’m from where the air get stale, just pick a weekday
Gunpowder, power that fails, go off the deep end
You can see the devil right there, he in the details
Opportunity knocking this year, I couldn’t sleep well
(Really?)
I don’t care what you think
That don’t mean I can’t feel
You ain’t been through the wild
That don’t mean it ain’t real
It’s so worn inside
Outside
Take a dive, steal the vibe
Guess the fall is a thrill
I’m in awe in the mirror
At myself I can peel
Laid back stack 20 layers
Rap that back in your ear
You clap, I’m embarrassed
I share facts with the pen
For I’m real with myself
Then I deal, play my hand
Rolling been I, been I, one two
Solo been I, and I, want you
Ain’t no clouds, in the sky
Roll up
Gettin' high
Rolling been I, been I, one two
Solo been I, and I, want you
Ain’t no clouds, in the sky
Rolling up
Gettin' high
Talking on my lungs, sitting Indian style (what up)
Running from the, that’s the simpler times (yeah)
I fantasise about being on, you content with your life
We’s supposed to grow apart but I stay by your side
Things in common get demolished when I leave and come back
You a whole other person, I evolve into that
Wings flap, the public, put my coat in the back
I’m so sorry for the stardom, just can’t hide away
Where we park, harass the valet, snatch the keys, we walk, we talking smart
I just need some space, you
I feel the warm embrace cuz on the real its really changed, I’m scared you run
away
I feel fake
My life plastic
Fuck it
I done had it
I tried to pump the brakes
Sliding in the rain
It’s burning my skin like acid
It ain’t the same