Bluegrass

[Verse 1] BBQ, blue stove (back) Cornbread, collard greens (uh) Bad bitches, neck bones (red) All these southern things Mississippi river banks (uh) In the bricks at the band practice Hot humid summer day Black girls in their sundress (hmm) Oh no no no! Hell nah it's not sweet Couple blocks down the street End up on 73 Somebody got killed last week (oh) Seem like very every other day When nightfall it feel safe we Smoking in the palisade (roll up) Some strains OG Young with old stress Friends dead before 23 Day ones get tin' short ends Dead man walk You two step (alright alright) [?] So who's next? [Chorus] Rolling been I, been I, one two Solo been I, and I, want you Ain't no clouds, in the sky Roll up Gettin' high Rolling been I, been I, one two Solo been I, and I, want you Ain't no clouds, in the sky Rolling up Gettin' high [Verse 2] I'm from where the air get stale, just pick a weekday Gunpowder, power that fails, go off the deep end You can see the devil right there, he in the details Opportunity knocking this year, I couldn't sleep well (Really?) I don't care what you think That don't mean I can't feel You ain't been through the wild That don't mean it ain't real It's so worn inside Outside [?] Take a dive, steal the vibe Guess the fall is a thrill I'm in awe in the mirror At myself I can peel Laid back stack 20 layers Rap that back in your ear You [?] clap, I'm embarrassed I share facts with the pen For I'm real with myself Then I deal, play my hand [Chorus] Rolling been I, been I, one two Solo been I, and I, want you Ain't no clouds, in the sky Roll up Gettin' high Rolling been I, been I, one two Solo been I, and I, want you Ain't no clouds, in the sky Rolling up Gettin' high [Verse 3] Talking on my lungs, sitting Indian style (what up) Running from the [?], that's the simpler times (yeah) I fantasise about being on, you content with your life We's supposed to grow apart but I stay by your side Things in common get demolished when I leave and come back You a whole other person, I evolve into that Wings flap, [?] the public, put my coat in the back I'm so sorry for the stardom, just can't hide away Where we park, harass the valet, snatch the keys, we walk, we talking smart [?] I just need some space, you [?] I feel the warm embrace cuz on the real its really changed, I'm scared you run away I feel fake My life plastic Fuck it I done had it I tried to pump the brakes Sliding in the rain It's burning my skin like acid It ain't the same