Kevin Abstract and Ryan Beatty - SIERRA NIGHTS

Been laid off work
A Texas boy, I was dreaming of LA
We was dripping off candy paint
Blow the speakers out, yeah, yeah, yeah
Shoot my own movie with my niggas now
Five bedroom, most of us was sleeping on a couch
Bring them drugs in, I was dressed up like McLovin
Eating Mickey D's every day, nigga, I loved it
Had some shit to say, so I said it out in public
Should've told my niggas all the shit that I was struggling with
All I wanna do is run it up
All I wanna do is get my money up
But you still in my way, still in my way
Get the fuck up out my way

In your bed keeping secrets
In your dreams, you keep leading me on
Long as you're loving me
Long as you're loving me
We can keep this goin' on

You know I'll wait another day
Long as I hear you finally say
It was just a shot in the dark
It was only half of your heart

Then we run it up
Lookin' fresh as fuck
Got me runnin' 'round this town, the stereo
And my year two-thou
Turnin' down the pound
I ain't never wishy-washy, I don't live in doubt
And I know (I know)
I know who you are
And y'all scared
Y'all scared, y'all scared
Y'all scared to go that far
What ya scared of? Uh, uh
What ya scared of? Uh, uh
What ya scared of? Uh, uh
What ya s-

In your bed keeping secrets
In your dreams, you keep leading me on
Long as you're loving me
Long as you're loving me
We can keep this goin' on

You know I'll wait another day
Long as I hear you finally say
It was just a shot in the dark
It was only half of your heart
You know I'll wait another day
Long as I hear you finally say
It was just a shot in the dark
It was only half of your heart

Hear the fireworks going off
Look at my boy, man, he loves showing off
Big arms, no tattoos
We can't take no more bad news
Never gon' fit into my dad's shoes
All gone in a vacuum
Looking right back at you
On a plane, we going home
Woke up in a castle
My life as an adult
I need like three summers
I need nights, please mama
Bring me some more peace
These days we barely sleep
We been working all through the week
My nigga provide for me

And that my soldier, that my soldier, that my soldier, he know
He know I got until we old, until we put in the ground
The three-peat, my life on repeat
This shit like three-peat, my life on repeat
And that my soldier, that my soldier, that my soldier, he know
He know I got until we old, until we put in the ground
The three-peat, my life on repeat
This shit like three-peat, my life on repeat

Written by:
Anthony Pavel, Baird Robert Wittner Acheson, Ian Clifford Simpson, Gabriel Acheson, Romil Hemnani, Ryan Beatty

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