JOSHUA STERLNG - DR!VEWAY.

I gotta means to an end, so you enemies can't come be with my friends
This how we leavin', we kickin' the door
We rakin' the leaves to pile up the floor
Crash into a tree and we flee out the Porsche
You followin' me? Let's meet on the porch
We gotta end it if its been all forced
You still envy me, I can read it in morse
Just look how the tides been takin' it's course
You ain't the same person that I've seen before
Hightailin', we gassin' it up til' the light is green
It's a bit strange to open your seat
We out the DR!VEWAY. and we onto the streets
You changin' your ways, it's disgusting me
You switchin' the lanes with bright colored seats
You lovin' the chase, can't catch up to me
Tailgating my neck makes it harder to breathe
Yeah, it's a bit strange to open your seat
To somebody new, that you barely meet
You're lookin' two faced, I've seen both in each
So what's your excuse? You embarrassed to speak?
You choose to ignore it than swallow in grief
But lighting a fuse only means there'd be heat
You stick to your guns when you take the leap
I dare you to move when you dare me to blink
I'm known to be distant and parry a leech
So get off my dick and stop meriting me
You say what I say and you always agree
But you don't know a thing, let your larynx just sing
Gritty as ever, but I still tuck my fangs in the pock's
You snaggin' the aux like you callin' the shots
I'm shuttin' your trap, too much weight to be dropped
Cause there ain't no way to put me in the box
This how we leavin', we kickin' the door
We rakin' the leaves to pile up the floor
Crash into a tree and we flee out the Porsche
You followin' me? Let's meet on the porch
We gotta end it if its been all forced
You still envy me, I can read it in morse
Just look how the tides been takin' it's course
You ain't the same person that I've seen before
Hightailin', we gassin' it up til' the light is green
It's a bit strange to open your seat
We out the DR!VEWAY. and we onto the streets
You changin' your ways, it's disgusting me
You switchin' the lanes with bright colored seats
You lovin' the chase, can't catch up to me
Tailgating my neck makes it harder to breathe
Shoota, shoota, shoota
Hit ya medulla, -dulla, shh
Baby rockin' the mula, mula, mula
You think you an angel? I take off your halo
Use it as a hula, hula, hula, hoop
Not one to be fake, don't get misconstrued
You thinkin' I'm crazy? Damn, look at you
Airplane in the sky, it's a super suit
Never did prove to be hard
So why would I not wanna go off the rails and just gun it?
So please man, stop tryna be God
Go reach out your hands to the cross at the scale of the summit
Baby think she cute, but she not-ot-ot-ot
Better to be blunt, like it or not-ot-ot-ot
Ease up on the smoke or you'll cough-ough-ough-ough
You think you're one to trust? Well you thought-ought-ought-ought wrong
This how we leavin', we kickin' the door
We rakin' the leaves to pile up the floor
Crash into a tree and we flee out the Porsche
You followin' me? Let's meet on the porch
We gotta end it if its been all forced
You still envy me, I can read it in morse
Just look how the tides been takin' it's course
You ain't the same person that I've seen before
Hightailin', we gassin' it up til' the light is green
It's a bit strange to open your seat
We out the DR!VEWAY. and we onto the streets
You changin' your ways, it's disgusting me
You switchin' the lanes with bright colored seats
You lovin' the chase, can't catch up to me
Tailgating my neck makes it harder to breathe

Written by:
Joshua Collins

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