Mura - 08 chevrolet

She said she wants me
But damn that's way too rushed see
You all bout money, and tryna slim your tummy
It's feeling foreign out here when I'm alone cause I don't feel right at home
Anymore gotta find a new road
08' Chevrolet
Cloth seats still smell like that weed
That
We never saved
Empty bottles filled w woods, old papers on my tray
I don't wanna waste the day away tryna figure out what to say
It's not making me feel great
08' Chevrolet
Cloth seats still smell like that weed
That
We never saved
Empty bottles filled w woods, old papers on my tray
I don't wanna waste the day away tryna figure out what to say
It's not making me feel great
I've been wondering if u got deal w some closure
Feel like I've been staying away from all the 4 leaf clovers
Her hearts on her shoulder when she is not sober
My hearts getting colder, like wind in october
Outside, she cool, got no worries where she wanna be
Inside, it's cruel, always waiting on epiphanies
It's feeling toxic and childish, dealing w ur mindset
It won't be the same after the sunsets
Cause I'm so sick and tired
Of all this lying
Burning bridges in front of my eyes
And you hitting my line like you one of the guys but you know that you not you just trying to fight it
Texting and driving, and driving while high and,
I'm in the passenger seat rolling high end
Pack in the back, and it's not staying quiet
Askin for hybrid, she worried bout the climate
08' Chevrolet
Cloth seats still smell like that weed
That
We never saved
Empty bottles filled w woods, old papers on my tray
I don't wanna waste the day away tryna figure out what to say
It's not making me feel great

Written by:
Michael Premura-Milton

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