City Road Music
Yeah
If I feel like I'm a hundred grand deep
Imma be looking fancy
Can't give T.M.I. cause' I'm nothing like what my fam see
Can't afford to go without M's like I need fast eats
Girl I'm looking for fast deets, pedal push
You'll find slick bars handle your fast tweets
You'll find when you burn the candle the wax drips
I'm not looking for wack hits, only looking for cool ones
Opposite of a burning wing, I might fly over Tuscon
Arizonians staring up at the sky yelling two suns
Shining brighter than fire, my feet, cause' now I got shoe funds
Need some lighter attire, the juice that's in me explosive
But coping
Is showing emotion out in the open
Getting better at that whilst tryna' load up my focus
Easier said than done, I bet that all of you hopeless
I'm hoping all of you hopeless
I need liquor for this
I'm doping on braggadocious
When you an icon living, they address you as sir or sire
I'm tossing all of my bars and the consequences are fire
We coming up fast, bout to get everything we desire
Feeling like that, damn our ceilings can't go no higher
I'm feeling up on what she got, I know she got that desire
She feeling up on my past and she notice I ain't got no priors
I'm clean cut, but haven't seen the barber in a while
I haven't found a good spot yet, I need a barber that smiles
When I tell him that I'm feeling this life is really worth living
I'm grateful a year ago I didn't make a stupid decision
Think I'm making the cut, feeling sharp, a super incision
Got one eye on my love and the other is on my vision
Is that a problem?
It's a rocky road there but I got tires that's made for it
Maybe I'll just book a spot in Melbourne and pay 4-
50 For the night and then I go out and make more
Maybe I can put on for my city like Drake or,
Maybe I could be the fucking mayor, I'd be great for it
I think when I drive the M8 like racehorse
Those the type of nights I'm coming up with the steak sauce
But the stakes are great, I faced my fate late
I wish my song had played at 8 or 9
Sublime, my mind, it's fine I'll find a way
I've got time today, you've got time today
My mind right there I can't fake it
I make it throughout the day with two faces
Half of the time I choose places in mind
Sedated with patience of waiting for blue faces of mine
Watches of greatness
And watch as I hope for the best
While I play it the safest?
If I feel like I'm a hundred grand deep
Imma be looking fancy
Can't give T.M.I. cause' I'm nothing like what my fam see
Can't afford to go without M's like I need fast eats
Girl I'm looking for fast deets, pedal push
You'll find slick bars handle your fast tweets
You'll find when you burn the candle the wax drips
I'm not looking for wack hits, only looking for cool ones
Opposite of a burning wing, I might fly over Tuscon
Arizonians staring up at the sky yelling two suns
Shining brighter than fire, my feet, cause' now I got shoe funds
Need some lighter attire, the juice that's in me explosive
But coping
Is showing emotion out in the open
Getting better at that whilst tryna' load up my focus
Easier said than done, I bet that all of you hopeless
I'm hoping all of you hopeless
I need liquor for this
I'm doping on braggadocious
When you an icon living, they address you as sir or sire
I'm tossing all of my bars and the consequences are fire
We coming up fast, bout to get everything we desire
Feeling like that, damn our ceilings can't go no higher
I'm feeling up on what she got, I know she got that desire
She feeling up on my past and she notice I ain't got no priors
I'm clean cut, but haven't seen the barber in a while
I haven't found a good spot yet, I need a barber that smiles
When I tell him that I'm feeling this life is really worth living
I'm grateful a year ago I didn't make a stupid decision
Think I'm making the cut, feeling sharp, a super incision
Got one eye on my love and the other is on my vision
Is that a problem?
It's a rocky road there but I got tires that's made for it
Maybe I'll just book a spot in Melbourne and pay 4-
50 For the night and then I go out and make more
Maybe I can put on for my city like Drake or,
Maybe I could be the fucking mayor, I'd be great for it
I think when I drive the M8 like racehorse
Those the type of nights I'm coming up with the steak sauce
But the stakes are great, I faced my fate late
I wish my song had played at 8 or 9
Sublime, my mind, it's fine I'll find a way
I've got time today, you've got time today
My mind right there I can't fake it
I make it throughout the day with two faces
Half of the time I choose places in mind
Sedated with patience of waiting for blue faces of mine
Watches of greatness
And watch as I hope for the best
While I play it the safest?
Credits
Writer(s): Alex Savage
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