Kathmandu Drives
I can feel the summer nights
And love the winder days
I've been roaming around the city
Screaming everything's ok
I can feel the summer nights
And love the winder rain
I've been roaming around the city
Screaming everything's ok
All I ever wanted was some Louis jeans
All I ever wanted was some different genes
Type to get into an altercation fein
So, every altеrcation looking like a movie scenе
Waiting for my day, waiting for my deal
Tired of being broke, tiered of being overseen
Always in a room, always looking at a screen
Questioning myself, will it make it past a dream?
If I go fast, will I go past all and everything?
I'm seeing a flash, cops in the back
Hope they don't kill me
If I do crash, will it relax all my adrenaline?
I guess imma pull over so I can sing
I can feel the summer nights
And love the winder days
I've been roaming around the city
Screaming everything's ok
I can feel the summer nights
And love the winder rain
I've been roaming around the city
Screaming everything's ok
Hit the speed pedal I'm just tryna get a raise
I feel what I'm doing gotta get me laid
Beneath everything I'm just really scared
It's the music or it's nothing I've already said
Mother fuck you hoe, dropped a tape
People said I'm going soft
Now I'm back with another tape
Going really hard
Ballon d'Or of the rap game, with another song
Motherfuckers had me figured out wrong
Going 9-11 on a beat hoe
I'm the type to go into a street without a street code
Not really, but I got into the booth ready
Hitting lotto's in the booth going beast mode
And love the winder days
I've been roaming around the city
Screaming everything's ok
I can feel the summer nights
And love the winder rain
I've been roaming around the city
Screaming everything's ok
All I ever wanted was some Louis jeans
All I ever wanted was some different genes
Type to get into an altercation fein
So, every altеrcation looking like a movie scenе
Waiting for my day, waiting for my deal
Tired of being broke, tiered of being overseen
Always in a room, always looking at a screen
Questioning myself, will it make it past a dream?
If I go fast, will I go past all and everything?
I'm seeing a flash, cops in the back
Hope they don't kill me
If I do crash, will it relax all my adrenaline?
I guess imma pull over so I can sing
I can feel the summer nights
And love the winder days
I've been roaming around the city
Screaming everything's ok
I can feel the summer nights
And love the winder rain
I've been roaming around the city
Screaming everything's ok
Hit the speed pedal I'm just tryna get a raise
I feel what I'm doing gotta get me laid
Beneath everything I'm just really scared
It's the music or it's nothing I've already said
Mother fuck you hoe, dropped a tape
People said I'm going soft
Now I'm back with another tape
Going really hard
Ballon d'Or of the rap game, with another song
Motherfuckers had me figured out wrong
Going 9-11 on a beat hoe
I'm the type to go into a street without a street code
Not really, but I got into the booth ready
Hitting lotto's in the booth going beast mode
Credits
Writer(s): Sujal Bhandari
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