96' Honda Civic

Guitar in the back of my Honda Civic
Cruising down 85 looking for a lick
Cause I'm getting tired of robbing myself
I'm getting tired of robbing myself

Strawberry tart crumbled up in a fist
Both hands on the wheel, I'll forgive won't forget
Cause I'm getting tired of robbing myself
I'm getting tired of robbing myself
Mhm mhmm mhmmm

That's just that
That's just that
That's just the way it go
You turn your lessons into smoke
I'm rolling down the window
Airing out the tempo
Too much on my mental
Grandma really sick bro
My sisters aren't little they gotta learn this as they go
Tippy-toe across that rope and pray them ppl never know
We crashing out the gyroscope and no one really seems to know
No one really seems to care
Little heart is into pieces ima do my own repairs
Ima study, write the thesis till I really understand
What I need, what I like
Who I am, why I fight
What I'm here fo, so I got my

Guitar in the back of my Honda Civic
Cruising down 85 looking for a lick
Cause I'm getting tired of robbing myself
I'm getting tired of robbing myself

Strawberry tart crumbled up in a fist
Both hands on the wheel, I'll forgive won't forget
Cause I'm getting tired of robbing myself
I'm getting tired of robbing myself
Mhm mhmm mhmmm



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Writer(s): Safwaan Pullen
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