Sewerperson - ​lebowski

8 track on my body i pulled up in this vintage

Its the hot line pull this number out the bank
Tryna kill time i drop this 4 inside of my drank
Oh ya tryna get mines i could see it in my dreams
Stare out at the coastline feel this sand beneath my feet
Ya and i roll up this blunt while shawty steer put it behind my ear
I had got way to antsy oh my gosh i gotta smoke in here
Turnt up in the back seat
Traffic blowing past me
I keep demons loaded in my mind they tryna grab me

Tracks
Shutting down don mills and u could smell the fucking gas
U could smell the pavement on the ground turning black
U could smell the rubber burning off on the cat
U turn me up
And i might break the fucking ground oh lets go
Booting me up
And i might separate from the ground on my own
Some time i think i just need to be alone
Most the time its usually im just missing home
8 track on my body i pulled up in this vintage
Bad bitch right beside me u know jealousy is a sickness
I promise i am not lying when i say what im feeling
This shit crossing a line u too fine its amazing
Im tryna rip you out that house and throw that
On some nothing to worry about vibe i already made the payments
First time since my heart died i feel something changing
I just had to face it
Really its crazy what the pain did
Its the hot line pull this number out the bank
Tryna kill time i drop this 4 inside of my drank
Oh ya tryna get mines i could see it in my dreams
Stare out at the coastline feel this sand beneath my feet
Ya and i roll up this blunt while shawty steer put it behind my ear
I had got way to antsy oh my gosh i gotta smoke in here
Turnt up in the back seat
Traffic blowing past me
I keep demons loaded in my mind they tryna grab me