Splotches

Putting down the window and I'm feeling kinda high
Putting out a ciggy sending smoke up to the sky
Taking off my hoodie let the fresh air go on by
Taking off down main street and I'm feeling kinda fly
T-shirt weather's taunting the disgruntled kids of may
Everything on Earth is out there tryna get some lay
Homies in department stores are tryna get some pay
Homies in their forties are wishing for better days

Days are longer nights are short
Hustlers are getting hurt
Ground is greener trees are strong
Without freedom life is long

Everything around us shuffles up our chemistry
We say what about me
People spinning wheels about just what it means to be
When I'm more interested in a means to an end
Give me concrete give me peace
Give me assets, it ain't free
Or just work til you leave

But all I know is the sun feels nice
On the back of my neck with a bag of ice
Let's play that song back not twice but three times
Drinkin crazy cocktails with the lemons and the limes
In the summer time kickin back and hanging in the
Spring time ask you what's your name already
Know mine everything so bright about to
Go blind
Drinkin crazy drinks in the
Summer time kickin back and hanging in the
Spring time ask you what's your name already
Know mine everything so bright about to
Go blind



Credits
Writer(s): James Wames
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link