SPiRiTUAL

Yeah
Yeah
(Quaxar you turnt up)
Yeah
It's way too cold, I can't stay here no more
I'm in my head, I'm spiritual
I gotta get these lyrics out
Gotta get it off my chest
I know I said I'll stop pretending
I just cannot stop, I vent
I know you want me in your bed
And I wanna be there too
I been dodging
I been dodging fate
I been dodging
I been dodging hate
I been dodging
You cannot relate
I been dodging
I just need a break, wait
I need a rest
I need a nap
I'm sorry, too busy to hit you back
Seventy hours in two days, that's facts
Been on my grind like a skateboard that's half-
Pipe down 'cause you ain't with us on the map
Moving around like a synth on the track
I been running around in full circles all day
In my head it's a race
And I don't know what place I'm in
Don't need no placements
Got a lil Asian ting
She wanna stay with me
She cannot stay with me
Told her today to leave
You been here for a week
I need my stress to alleviate
I gotta meditate, mediate
Commas come in so it's keeping my dream awake
I do not surf but bitch I'm on a tidal wave
Know I been sipping a six dollar drink all day
Fuck out my face
It's way too cold, I can't stay here no more
I'm in my head, I'm spiritual
I gotta get these lyrics out
Gotta get it off my chest
I know I said I'll stop pretending
I just cannot stop, I vent
I know you want me in your bed
And I wanna be there too
I been thinking 'bout you for a minute, need you here right now
Tell your boyfriend settle down
I ain't tryna' hear it now
She just wanna come around
'Cause she like the way I walk and how I talk
I told her "I got it on lock"
And now I'm blocked, yeah
Secret service, stole her social, now she feel emotional
She wanted to get away, 'cause I was too controllable
I ain't even know it tho'
Talk too much, no quotables
Now I'm unapproachable
She way too promotional
I been dodging
I been dodging fate
I been dodging
I been dodging hate
I been dodging
You cannot relate
I been dodging
I just need a break
I need a sip
I need to smoke
I really don't know if I'm coming home
Still on the road
Just like it's April and I drove to Dana Point all on my own
Feds all around
Ducking of course
Once I get back then we fucking, of course
I got off course, 520 horse
I'm in a Porsche, one blink you won't see me no more
It's way too cold, I can't stay here no more
I'm in my head, I'm spiritual
I gotta get these lyrics out
Gotta get it off my chest
I know I said I'll stop pretending
I just cannot stop, I vent
I know you want me in your bed
And I wanna be there too
It's way too cold, I can't stay here no more
I'm in my head, I'm spiritual
I gotta get these lyrics out
Gotta get it off my chest
I know I said I'll stop pretending
I just cannot stop, I vent
I know you want me in your bed
And I wanna be there too