[ Featuring Carter Cook ]
I'm cruising the top down
Pacific highway
A pack a miller packed in the trunk
I'm skippin songs cuz I want it my way
Pass the lighter and spark the blunt
Just me in my own world
You can join if you been hurt
Lotus boy they all throw dirt
Cuz the sticks and stones don't work
So I'm passing the time
Wit a pen and a rhyme
Like I did back in high school
Least I didn't drop out
But really wanted to
I spin around the world
But never getting out my f*ckin room
The skeletons they hiding in the closet
Smoking medical
Why these damn thoughts
Moving two million miles an hour
Can't slow em down
I feel like this box
They got me in is too small to fit
So I'm breaking out
Why they call the damn cops
When I'm smokin Indo
They still don't get where I'm coming from
They still don't get where the money from
They all forget I been through it all
I did that alone
I did that alone
Did it all on my own what the f*ck you think it was luck
Since 2017 200 f*cking tracks every month
I'm a lotus in a swamp but all they see is the mud
Built a business and a brand I can live how I want
Making more today than I thought I could see in a month
Feeling comfy while they throw fears like fastballs
I'm alone in my thoughts and my life that's all
Maybe that's what I'm meant for I'm sick of the talking
Why these damn thoughts
Moving two million miles an hour
Can't slow em down
I feel like this box
They got me in is too small to fit
So I'm breaking out
Why they call the damn cops
When I'm smokin Indo
They still don't get where I'm coming from
They still don't get where the money from
They all forget I been through it all
I did that alone
I did that alone
