Crows Interlude*
Up in my brain, it's vast,
I bet I had heart attack last
I'm feeling like Westbrook, no pass,
They been shopping my poles, so bass
I sink in the sounds, they all brash
I gave them a 50, no tax
Me and Kid Richard, a smash
Me and the money, a class
They tell me to do it, it's mad
Somebody reviewing my tracks
My mother's 'let's go over past'
Reminisce on the times that we had
I ride in the semi go fast
But the truck broke down too bad
We losing our revenue fast
I been strong from the scene like I'm flash
Yuh, Uh, Run it back
No target, remorseful, grieve often
See counseling, console my soul, beat talking
Beat bounces in the back, Steve Austin
See gas lit with the pounds weighing off them
See pints in a barstool, gawking
Crows hold they mouth, open, breathe, coughing
Pick it up, and I weigh in, free, lost it
Up in my brain, it's vast,
I bet I had heart attack last
I'm feeling like Westbrook, no pass,
They been shopping my poles, so bass
I sink in the sounds, they all brash
I gave them a 50, no tax
Me and Kid Richard, a smash
Me and the money, a class
They tell me to do it, it's mad
Somebody reviewing my tracks
My mother's 'let's go over past'
Reminisce on the times that we had
I ride in the semi go fast
But the truck broke down too bad
We losing our revenue fast
I been strong from the scene like I'm flash
I bet I had heart attack last
I'm feeling like Westbrook, no pass,
They been shopping my poles, so bass
I sink in the sounds, they all brash
I gave them a 50, no tax
Me and Kid Richard, a smash
Me and the money, a class
They tell me to do it, it's mad
Somebody reviewing my tracks
My mother's 'let's go over past'
Reminisce on the times that we had
I ride in the semi go fast
But the truck broke down too bad
We losing our revenue fast
I been strong from the scene like I'm flash
Yuh, Uh, Run it back
No target, remorseful, grieve often
See counseling, console my soul, beat talking
Beat bounces in the back, Steve Austin
See gas lit with the pounds weighing off them
See pints in a barstool, gawking
Crows hold they mouth, open, breathe, coughing
Pick it up, and I weigh in, free, lost it
Up in my brain, it's vast,
I bet I had heart attack last
I'm feeling like Westbrook, no pass,
They been shopping my poles, so bass
I sink in the sounds, they all brash
I gave them a 50, no tax
Me and Kid Richard, a smash
Me and the money, a class
They tell me to do it, it's mad
Somebody reviewing my tracks
My mother's 'let's go over past'
Reminisce on the times that we had
I ride in the semi go fast
But the truck broke down too bad
We losing our revenue fast
I been strong from the scene like I'm flash
Credits
Writer(s): David Weiss
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