Circle K

Hit the circle k polar pop of Powerade
I'm skating on the way just like a power play
Safe to say I ain't did shit today and i ain't boutta face
Less its something out the pack that got a Sour taste
I been known devour tracks
Imma chow at tate
By the time i walk up in this bitch i'm Bout an hour late
Now or later i can not decide
So i'll leave it to debate another time

Take em on a late night cruise
Add a little cherry on the top light blue
Imma grab a lil snack, and then its back to what i do
Never actually follow thru, shit is cool cause
I smoke my brain away
Gradually the only thing thats probably on my day to day
This way i'm automated think the same I stay the same
Lot of entertainment in my face and imma face a j
I don't wanna lay an egg
I don't wanna waste away
So Imma probably sit and smoke a geeb inside a raising canes
I been losing gravity my sense of it could fade away
Idk i'm sorry that i'm sensitive its safe to say
I don't wanna sob about it shit i won't Explain today
So ill just sit around i'm goin thru some shit to paint a tray
(ash)
But it ain't Monet more or less its some to get a taste
You know i hate delay

Hit the circle k polar pop of Powerade
I'm skating on the way just like a power play
Safe to say I ain't did shit today and i ain't boutta face
Less its something out the pack that got a Sour taste
I been known devour tracks
Imma chow at tate
By the time i walk up in this bitch i'm Bout an hour late
Now or later i can not decide
So i'll leave it to debate another time

Really the fast way
Really the back path
Im filling my pathways
Still into that phase
Chillin I sat back
I Feel like I asked sway
Automated it as I always had
Im running back i'm running forth its just the same path
I gotta grab a lil something
Plus some grape wraps
Maybe add some Trolli cause that sour always tastes gas

Take a listen kid cause basically i'm smoking the most
Bad decision cause i know that shit was hurting my soul
Left the curse up In my head but no more drinkin the soap
Cause i knew through all that nagging can't relate to me no
I resented it, ultimately i found
That this was another mess
And climbing another mountain
Relax don't wonder what this about
Keep kicking it at the pad
Im whiping it all around like

Hit the circle k polar pop of Powerade
I'm skating on the way just like a power play
Safe to say I ain't did shit today and i ain't boutta face
Less its something out the pack that got a Sour taste
I been known devour tracks
Imma chow at tate
By the time i walk up in this bitch i'm Bout an hour late
Now or later i can not decide
So i'll leave it to debate another time



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Writer(s): William Migliorelli, Nat Greenwood
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