Take your flare
For tomorrow
I'll be in your thoughts
Faces fill my walls up
Don't you stare at my wallow
I know it's been tough
I can't hear what you say
Cause you won't communicate
I can't hear what you say
Cause you won't communicate
Pull up to your spot
I don't wanna talk
But you get in the car
I take it out of park
Go around the neighborhood
'Til it gets dark
No I'm not an actor
I can't play this part but
Another night go
Another cycle
So I step lightly
Another tightrope
I gotta clear my mind
I gotta
I mix it up sometimes
But it still feels like
Just another day
Just another
I don't wanna
I don't wanna go
I don't wanna
I don't wanna go
I don't wanna go
Tell my baby
(Should I really call her that now though)
That she doing too much
I want it from the sidelines
But I want it from the back though
(Pause)
Can I really see the fine line?
Gonna have to draw it back more
I don't love my bitch more than my glock
I don't love my city more than my block
I'd rather do the walk then sip the wok
I'd rather make a move than talk the talk
Might dye my head
I'm going blonde
I smoke the lawn
So fuck the law
These bitches birds
So fuck the flock
Do what I want
So fuck 'em all
