Pullover

They could be yours
They could be running for yours
But you
Keep standing in their way ya
You keep standing in their way ya
They could be running to save yours
But you've got to get somewhere
Your dollar your business bitches always causing glitches near you kneecaps
Cuz were wearing shorts that flap
Summertime breeze
Ignorance trees
Smolders from the tips of my fingers
Nails kinda sketchy
Hair in breeze
If you got the coca
Keep it leaved
Saying a fuck a lease
Don't you all wanna live a bit better
10 year plan up in a smoke a 26 ouncer
Thumbing to the back just to find my own answer
And it's not the one you want no

Damn

Remember so
Heavy when it
Happened cried
Never thought
It would happen
To someone like you

Reminding myself a couple
Years out now
Resentment is easy don't let it grow now
Do this for my mind do this for the town ye
From the outskirts but scream from the in ye
Fuck the crowd, fuck the hype, fuck the buzz, fuck the feed
I don't try to dream I just try and sleep
But I can't concede with my reverie I can't
I guess I misjudged what was important

And I thought that you would figure it out by now
And I thought that you would figure it out by now

They could be running for your family and you still won't pull over
Damn
You fucking prick
They could be running for your family and you still won't pull over
Pullover for the ambulance



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Writer(s): Jake Adamson
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