Peer Pressure
Have you ever had one of those nights
You wish you could forget
But you can't if you tried
Almost like an uncontrollable ride
Where all that you can do is just close your eyes -Listen
This story starts at the end of my night
I'd already shut down the bar from drinking, alright
And now I'm dropped off in front of my house
By this designated driver that was helping me out -Bless him
Ya boy's struggling to open the door
I need a pep talk to get my keys off the floor
My homie pulls up, double taps on the horn
And says, Bro come hop in, we're gonna party some more
But that's peer pressure, tho
There are times that we should just say no
Hindsight is always 20/20 of course
But my current situation is a product of choice
But that's peer pressure, tho
There are times that we should just say no
Hindsight is always 20/20 of course
But my current situation is a product of choice -Listen
Without blinking, I hop inside
I guess I'll leave the keys on the porch for a while
In my drunken state as I sit down
I start to ask a bunch of questions
Real loud -I'm wasted
So, bro... what were you just driving around
And are these dudes in the back seat from out of town
He said, you see this truck I'm following now
My boys just stole it from your hood a few houses down
That's peer pressure, tho
And there are times that we should just say no
Keep your mouth shut and your eyes on the road
Do wanna play this felony game no more, but
That's peer pressure, tho
And there are times that we should just say no
Keep your mouth shut and your eyes on the road
Do wanna play this felony game no more, but
So, then I sober up real fast
Look around then I realize where I'm at
The dude stashed that first truck, and then he said
I want this one with the four-wheeler in the bed
So, now he's over at the truck while
We up the block parked watching with no lights
I'm like, Bro something doesn't feel right
He's been trying too long in my mind
Then he lost his head
And smashed the glass
The owner comes out
Shotgun in hand
Now he's face down shotgun to his head
We just watched and not one word was said
I was like, Damn, he could end up dead
And that a lot for us to process inside our heads
Yo, I wanna go home now, bro
We cruise off into the night like so
Yo this night has brought ya boy to his knees
Hang on, I think I'm locked out
Bro, have you seen my keys
You wish you could forget
But you can't if you tried
Almost like an uncontrollable ride
Where all that you can do is just close your eyes -Listen
This story starts at the end of my night
I'd already shut down the bar from drinking, alright
And now I'm dropped off in front of my house
By this designated driver that was helping me out -Bless him
Ya boy's struggling to open the door
I need a pep talk to get my keys off the floor
My homie pulls up, double taps on the horn
And says, Bro come hop in, we're gonna party some more
But that's peer pressure, tho
There are times that we should just say no
Hindsight is always 20/20 of course
But my current situation is a product of choice
But that's peer pressure, tho
There are times that we should just say no
Hindsight is always 20/20 of course
But my current situation is a product of choice -Listen
Without blinking, I hop inside
I guess I'll leave the keys on the porch for a while
In my drunken state as I sit down
I start to ask a bunch of questions
Real loud -I'm wasted
So, bro... what were you just driving around
And are these dudes in the back seat from out of town
He said, you see this truck I'm following now
My boys just stole it from your hood a few houses down
That's peer pressure, tho
And there are times that we should just say no
Keep your mouth shut and your eyes on the road
Do wanna play this felony game no more, but
That's peer pressure, tho
And there are times that we should just say no
Keep your mouth shut and your eyes on the road
Do wanna play this felony game no more, but
So, then I sober up real fast
Look around then I realize where I'm at
The dude stashed that first truck, and then he said
I want this one with the four-wheeler in the bed
So, now he's over at the truck while
We up the block parked watching with no lights
I'm like, Bro something doesn't feel right
He's been trying too long in my mind
Then he lost his head
And smashed the glass
The owner comes out
Shotgun in hand
Now he's face down shotgun to his head
We just watched and not one word was said
I was like, Damn, he could end up dead
And that a lot for us to process inside our heads
Yo, I wanna go home now, bro
We cruise off into the night like so
Yo this night has brought ya boy to his knees
Hang on, I think I'm locked out
Bro, have you seen my keys
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Writer(s): Daryl Douglas
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