Lyrics:
I've been workin' this grave shift and I ain't made shit
I wish I could buy me a spaceship and fly past the sky
I've been workin' this grave shift
and the common fly
To a less demanding place on your spine
I feel you shift my weight around
I squirm and roll beneath your flesh
Just like the guy you met in
Bravo
B bus under volt
Roll right to zero
Steady as she goes
We're going to fly so high
Into the rendered sky
We're going to be all right
Inside
I've been workin' this grave shift and I ain't made shit
I wish I could buy me a spaceship and fly past the sky
I've been workin' this grave shift
The heart is the general, the eyes are the scouts
The fists are the arrows, the body is the bow
All movements have to be manual
I'm the 7 in
I'm pulling on teeth
To see what is real
All systems on
Take control
Manual breathing
The air in my lungs
Is filling up
Manual breathing
Pushing my
Distant lover, lover (lover, lover, lover)
I've been working this grave-shift
And I ain't made shit i wish I could
Buy me a spaceship and fly past
the grass to turn green
The bar-fly's waitin' for an easy mark the hitchhiker's just waitin' for a ride
The lifetimer's waitin' for a prison break
to go but it wants to fly
Bye and bye from now on
Time will shift and we'll be gone
It don't matter anyway
Another song, another day
Bye and bye
Yung Fuego, bitch
Green New Deal McNeil
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Stick shift
Got your thottie in my coupe, it's a stick shift
She don't drive a manual, but
Never been good in my books
Fly is how you look
Cool on the surface
But, Uki surface
You get fluent on them blankets
Stick shift in a swerve skirt
you lose another one
On some sunny day and always stay, Mary
Jesus says Mother I couldn't stay another day longer
Fly's right by me and leaves
In the half-tone light of a young morning
She sighs and shifts on the pillow.
And across her face dancing, the first shadows fly
To kiss the Pussy
just wanna CL 600 Benz
20 inch rims, looking real fresh
The Ferrari got manual on
Automatic switch but
(See them 20's spinning) cL 600 Benz
20 inch rims
every new love only brings another lie
Empty winds you hear her say, fickle winds they shift away
I don't need him in my life for I can fly
Who will walk
was a waitress
Wearing a white dress
Look how I do this
Look how I got this
I was a waitress
Working the night shift
You were my man
Felt like I
Passion for real.
Mm, baby.
I'm on my way though, I'm about to fly over there in a 500
It ain't gon' take but a minute
Eh, light the candles
Get
We be riding
We be cruising
Girl you know just what we on got me moving
100 miles in got me zooming
Switch shifts with the stick your body
neighbourhoods, they never seen it
That shit is dangerous, but it's so convenient
I ain't lying, yeah, and comfortable I sit
That manual Ferrari Italia, some fly
Oh, the color's shift and cut
Staring down at the wonderin' faces
Watch your place
But on the paper you can shine and fly
But smilin' in the their
along the river
Here cowboy bars
And dance clubs don't exist
The trance manual says just stand alone
And then shift and shift
Come to me now
You
shift
Manual nigga control my riches
You gon die bout pussy that ain't your bitch's
I can tell You niggas really just leech his
Pockets obese don't do
seen me and he ain't dump yea you friendly
Got 2 automatics still stay with the semi
cll these tools in the whip they think I drive stick shift
Manual
that Thug Passion for real
Mm, baby
I'm on my way though, I'm about to fly over there in a 500
It ain't gon' take but a minute
Ayy, light the candles
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