new life

(Literally so drunk, what, wait, I actually wanna hang out tomorrow, wait)

I'm hanging out with all these models
Bring 'em to the back and now, we popping all these bottles
Hop inside a 5.0, and you know we go full throttle
We just living life because we might not see tomorrow, I know
I feel like I'm Peter Pan, living in a fairy land
She told me that I'm the man, I don't really think I am
I think I just need support, I need you to hold my hand
Grew up in that rocky port, scared so much, can barely stand

Run it back
I heard people say they love me, I'm not really used to that
I know they're just lying to me, I know they're just saying that
I know they gon' use, know the game that they be playing at
361, that's what I rep, but Cali's where I'm staying at
All these ghosts around me, so I'm feeling like I'm cursed
Talking to these demons, told them they can do they're worst
They're what I ignore as I try to coming up in first
But I know they'll watch me 'til the day I'm in a hearse

(A hearse, a hearse, a hearse, yeah)
Taking drives on Highway 35, wondering if I'll survive
I don't really think I'm cut out for this life
Got this girl and she be on my right, asked her if she wanna die
Cause it very well could go happen tonight

I'm hanging out with all these models
Bring 'em to the back and now, we popping all these bottles
Hop inside a 5.0, and you know we go full throttle
We just living life because we might not see tomorrow, I know
(Aye, we fucking out here, you know what I'm saying, 361 on god, you heard)
(Stop, that's so stupid)
I feel like I'm Peter Pan, living in a fairy land
She told me that I'm the man, I don't really think I am
I think I just need support, I need you to hold my hand
Grew up in that rocky port, scared so much, can barely stand

(Have fun in California, and good luck, babe)
(I'm gonna miss you)



Credits
Writer(s): Austin Robertson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link