Back Of The Acura

All alone it's just a dream
All alone
All alone. All alone

All alone
It's just a dream
All along
I know you heard the screams
Talk about it. You gon be about it
That's the shit I only heard
Cutting corners, call the coroner
It's complicated time relating the sanctuary of a dark soul
Diving deep up in this wormhole
The ... dwindling spinning waiting for the congregation
Condensation tryna save us
Time elapsed thinking who's shameless by the concrete
Yeah its pavement
Payment must be adjacent
To those underlying thoughts
Fuck you think, I forgot
Fuck you. Think. I forgot
Yeah you falsify
You slow it into a

Hey, but that's alright
Hey, but that's alright
Spilled Gin on my jacket bruh
Got your bitch in the back of the Acura
Aye. Aye
Got your bitch in the back of the Acura

This shit be obvious
Your feelings of me saltiness
I put on for my audience
In you I just feel sloppiness
Ho don't copy this. Though lately I feel cockiness
The godliest. I'm on my shit
So, keep up with your talking bitch

Sloppy Bitch

Just doing me and I hope you doing you too, but we cope so differently
I'm sorry, but that's just the truth
Ignorance and arrogance to me it's apparent now
Embarrassed, incoherent
Your head's up in the fucking clouds
Slow me down
Hold me down too
I've been all around this whole town
Founded up in sound booths
Tasted like honey
The situations sticky
I'm getting to this money
You just sitting where a dick be

Hey, but that's alright
Hey, but that's alright
Spilled Gin on my jacket bruh
Got your bitch in the back of the Acura
Aye. Aye
Got your bitch in the back of the Acura