Pack2sour - Eerie Roads

Novocaine hit the blood stream
Niggas sell they soul for the fame and some chump change
Need this life to change it won't happen that's if stays potus
Sheeple I just need my people woken
Trapping every block police never even notice i was all about the nuggets
Stack my paper tall as jokic
I come from the dirt mom and daddy always broke
How I'm pose to bag these hoes every week the same clothes?
Digging in my hamper like this shirt don't smell old
I just had to go adjust
Waiting at the bus stop
All my problems left when I hit the weed once
i was smoking everyday like I'm born to be rasta
Pull up to the party cus my name was kinda popular
My motley crue guess I'm really born to be a rockstar
Top charts nigga no drake
But a pop star flow hot bet the toast pop like a pop tart
Pop goes the weasel pop for my people
You can never gas me know my body riding diesel
Pretty boy pack with a flow like beanie siegel
Eagle eye evil eye evel knievel
Derek jeter hit the hazard double park it by the meter
I was eager just to be the best
Roar then I beat my chest raw when I eat the flesh hard just to keep check
Russian roulette I got a bullet in my fire arm
I hit that bitch and dip hear the skrrrt from my tire marks
Honesty is blunt and I never been a liar won't retire even up
When cook dripped in italian clothe
Thats my brother he the reason why my beats hard
Life has ups and downs and i teeter on the seesaw
Hit up chef maya cook me pasta with the meat sauce
Shots of deep eddy's like we drink the shit to detox
Niggas on they relapse I been tryna re up
Follow you
Eerie roads and halloween I'm hollow
I am not the one to promise anything
If anything could happen then we might grow
We might grow
Follow you
Eeerie Roads and halloween I'm hollow
I am not the one to promise anything
If anything can happen then we might grow
Might grow woah

Written by:
Darren Ventura

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