Merc

Drive my Merc to the city like the rich, take a hit You can talk to my girl... We're with the boys drinking beer on the balcony Smoking up our remedies Wishing to be set free I don't need a word I can see it in her eyes While her leg is touching mine Our story's based on lies And while her hand is in my hair I think about her during prayers Only that I knew, that if she ever felt scared She wouldn't want to share her tears with me Even if I tell her that I got an ear, to hear About her struggles and stories About her cousins, her worries And how she juggles her troubles And ends up laying in my arm She and I are so different Did she ever consider The way she's showing her interest We could be more than a fiction Drive my Merc to the city like the rich, take a hit You can talk to my girl she no bitch, take a hint Friday night we on the roads, tell the top that I quit Flashbacks to the nights you think she a fling Drive my Merc to the city like the rich, take a hit You can talk to my girl she no bitch, take a hint Friday night we on the roads, tell the top that I quit Flashbacks to the nights you think she a fling I let my ego take the hold of me Holding on to things I'm not supposed to be To memories that aren't mine Making it look like I could be part of her life Looking over her pride Who cares about the fact that she is older than me? One year doesn't matter we're the same mentally I got her head on my shoulder even she's asleep But like my momma told me She only thinks that I care About her struggles and stories About her cousins, her worries And how she juggles her troubles And ends up laying in my arm She and I are so different Did she ever consider The way she's showing her interest We could be more than a fiction Drive my Merc to the city like the rich, take a hit You can talk to my girl she no bitch, take a hint Friday night we on the roads, tell the top that I quit Flashbacks to the nights you think she a fling Drive my Merc to the city like the rich, take a hit You can talk to my girl she no bitch, take a hint Friday night we on the roads, tell the top that I quit Flashbacks to the nights you think she a fling Drive my Merc to the city like the rich, take a hit You can talk to my girl she no bitch, take a hint Friday night we on the roads, tell the top that I quit Flashbacks to the nights you think she a fling Drive my Merc to the city like the rich, take a hit You can talk to my girl she no bitch, take a hint Friday night we on the roads, tell the top that I quit Flashbacks to the nights you think she a fling