Cracks In The Road

(albüm: Paid Programming - 2013)

I ain't at the club
I ain't at the bar
Bitch I'm in the streets
Sliding with' the doors ajar

I ain't at the club
I ain't at the bar
Bitch I'm in the streets
Sliding with' the doors ajar

Roof back and I'm flying
Blunt lit now I'm higher
Hanging out the fucking window
Screaming something like a siren
Artifacts look Mayan
Fresh rip, I'm flying
Bitch I'm always buying
Always slowly dying
Berries in the backyard
Apples in the front
Got some oranges in the sideyard
Pick just what she want
Bitch I'm spitting out the seeds
Feel the grass on my feet
(Ho I'm) laying in the clouds, looking up at the sea
Bitch I'm popping like a trunk, in the middle of the summer
In a parking lot bumping
See the trunk get to thumping
All these bitches know it's me
They see me with the team
They know it's fucking Sesh

I ain't at the club
I ain't at the bar
Bitch I'm in the streets
Sliding with' the doors ajar

I ain't at the club
I ain't at the bar
Bitch I'm in the streets
Sliding with' the doors ajar

Wait, wait, wait, ride
Wait, wait, wait, slide
Wait, wait, wait, ride
Wait, wait, wait, slide
(Slide, slide)