Drifting (Acoustic)

[Verse 1] And we're sitting in the car with the cops in the rear And I’m thinking will they drag me And we're pushing on the high, got the bud in the BM When we turn around we're drifting now (And I... yeah, I...) And I’m sitting at a bar and the bounce appears And I'm thinking that he's looking Got a bottle in my bag, no ID in my jeans But he just asks me how I'm doing (And I... yeah, I...) [Chorus] We turn around and now we're drifting We turn around and now we're drifting We turn around and now we're drifting [Verse 2] In the city, in the dark, in the park, in the fear And I'm wishing for another And there’s something in sky, feel the sun, can you see it? I don’t know why I'm undercover (And I... yeah, I...) And I’m looking down the road, smokin' tunes through the speakers I think my neighbours have been listening Ain't no banging on the door or complaints through the screams I think that they just left me sippin' (And I... yeah, I...) [Chorus] We turn around and now we’re drifting We turn around and now we're drifting We turn around and now we're drifting