Backroads Pt 1 - Specifics

West up

Ya gotta get it off your chesta

Outset to step round town

On a quest to count sheep

Rest down to sleep, and ya stressed

The sound reach

Echoing from the streets

Only the owls and beasts are prowling

Wild, once again it’s late

Your guaranteed to be the last one awake

When its time to hit bedsheets

Drowsing

Check with grouse

Cuz you can take the direction from the mountains

You see them lights now?

Beacons in the night That’s a skyline-lighthouse

Leadin through the streets, from the freezing heights

Needing something to eat right now from the weed son

Shoulda suck around for that pizza

You had to bounce though

Yo take the alley chief

Crowds around three, it’s too loud

Like the valley be

Foul hoes

Grabbed a little piece of the maui

From the

Red team ounce

Jammy found

On the down low

You gotta save it for a rainy day

Or waste it on a J, burn out and fade away

Hey

And never really need it till you lost it

And never learn, better turn off and cut across bridge

Shit, the city sprawls in front off us spinning

A metropolis, and might be a minute till we finish this odyssey

Honestly I feel it that you just want too sleep

But you gotta be strong c’mon stomp them

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