Lyrics:
THERE’S A GIRL AND A GUY
IN A TRUCK, CRUISING UP AND DOWN MAIN STREET
WINDOWS DOWN, MUSIC CRANKED
HIT THE SONIC FOR A DRINK
CRASH THE PARTY
to Hollywood, have a nice day
I'm heading west on the 10 freeway
Soft-top down, music cranked up
Catching the breeze, yes I'm feeling the sun
[Indiscernable
I just hit a lick it taste like Lawry's
Cranked a nigga now he salt and he sorry
Ain't worried bout the drip that's nothing hardly
Watch could flood
just drag
I'm miles high and I wanna come back
These eyes are cranked out wide
Glaring down at the world outside
Chorus
I'm on a runaway train
I'm
don’t need a squad
On the grind, no pause
Gone in a blink I’m a dream, a mirage
Been a while since I cranked it back
Took a break for a minute, noticed
a spin
I wouldn't be sittin on a tailgate down by the river bank
Knockin back a tall boy with the radio cranked, achin
Tryin to tell my heart that it
It was a lovely morning
I was driving my car
Cranked up the speakers
And my destination was far
Roads blocked
Damn
I had to find a way
To run away
wanna rap and that makes me ashamed
Since i cranked out enough bangers now to hang with greats
I was selling beats in the dorm room for the meal plan
ride around the city wit the system cranked
We wasn't trippin bout a damn thing
you finally break the binge
'Cause four closed walls and alcohol
Are now your only friends
She's got her favorite album spinning
And the dial cranked
said you love her on some simp shit
Talking on me the quickest way to get your shit cranked
Bitch sucked me up 4 times I shot a big blank
Niggas broke
pitching tents
I'm cranked up nigga shit gets tense
Pick your side can't ride the fence
Grabbing the stack put it in the bag
Ain't no cap got shit wrapped
prickling, gain cranked
Pitch trapped in a reverb tank
Do I look, dead to you?
Do I look fucking dead?
Rock is dead, rock is dead
Rock is dead
Rock is dead,
up Stacking up more on the way
I turned Bitcoin to my 401 K
Turn up this some shit that should be cranked
Yall told him snap so don't act like he can't
Rewind the clock to the day when I met you in the nick of time
Our hearts were beating to the rhythm of a pendulum, your hand in mine
We cranked
me 'cause you can, not thinking if you should
Better think twice, otherwise, you roll the dice
But the thing about that, I got my luck cranked to nine
her i'll never fall in love
Ain't just never enough
Prada Baleci gang
Hold up let me be frank
Pussy loose, gotta stank
Gotta turn cranked
I just wish we
hands
And I'd like to thank you very
Much, lately life's been like Shawshank
It's scary
And even though I've done my crimes
And cranked shit where he
Got
you finally break the binge
'Cause four closed walls and alcohol
Are now your only friends
She's got her favorite album spinning
And the dial cranked
cash and make the computers crash at the bank
And have the whole city bumpin' my tape while their volumes all the way cranked
I need a bitch that'll keep
disgrace
Boy, you're a loner
Your bitch got a big brain
Choke on my boner
You know I got big bank
I don't need to do my homework
Bitch ima get cranked
Yeah,
bitch love how I rhyme on the beat
Keep sleeping on me don't even let my bitch sleep on me
I'm ignorant cranked up like a engine now I'm out here counting
the beat
We play our music loud
Amps cranked up
To melt off your face
Knock you down in the crowd
Who said Rock is dead?
It's the news that spread
Buy old
on a curbside - the strangers stopped and stared
At the police lights - and the angels smiled
Personality Crisis
Cranked up on some rancid - so crass
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