STX - 925fivetonine

Eyes red
Windows up
Speakers blaring
Rolling up
Four heads deep
My Chevy truck
Sun glaring
Take a puff
Eyes red
Windows up
Speakers blaring
Pass the blunt
Four heads deep
My Chevy truck
Sun glaring
Take a puff
Clouds thick, damp, and low
Looking back I can't see bro
Every breath producing smoke
Lungs cold, subzero
Mortal Kombat to and fro
Zen off, balance broke,
Kept in boxes
Something glows
Just got off my nine to five
Might risk it all, do five to nine
If cops roll us, five denying
Sniff a spliff
Split a nip
Slip the ledge
Rip reds
Heads dead
Shed weight in a stiff state
Grateful know I'm dead weight
All my work in tin bins
Revamp with clean slate
Setup late almost took bait
Drive way to the east bay
Get paid with pussy
Tryna paint her face
Takeoff, see two ghosts
Future me tryna capture Casper
But can't see past present me
Eyes red
Windows up
Speakers blaring
Rolling up
Four heads deep
My Chevy truck
Sun glaring
Take a puff
Eyes red
Windows up
Speakers blaring
Pass the blunt
Four heads deep
My Chevy truck
Sun glaring
Take a puff
Clouds thick, damp, and low
Looking back I can't see bro
Every breath producing smoke
Lungs cold, subzero
Mortal Kombat to and fro
Zen off, balance broke,
Kept in boxes
Something glows

Written by:
Nicholas Stilkey

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