Late Drive

We riding on that late drive Still haven't spoken a word Light up the smoke as we turn Try to re focus the urge We riding on that late drive Thinking what could of been Wishing out our stubbornness Thinking whats become of us I just want a little bit of more time I don't want the secrets or the wolf cries I'm hating the distance and more lies All I ever think about is your smile Things aint been the same Cause you telling me I've changed Plus I'm telling you you've changed We should have a drink again Till we in each others face But not arguing but tasting Pin you down you love the rage being playful Yeah She says I'm full of myself Couldn't go well I'm a looker from hell But you messaging the hecklers and they pulling you down Having sex with all these texters but their talk don't help out Laid my cards down you have burnt them Strain on heart makes me a ruthless person Take a dart I'm in a zoo I'll worship Shake the past you go do you A burnt bridge We riding on that late drive Still haven't spoken a word Light up the smoke as we turn Try to re focus the urge We riding on that late drive Thinking what could of been Wishing out our stubbornness Thinking whats become of us Ugh yo I dunno what I want anymore The trouble is I'm lost down the halls I'm judging where I've gone am I sure I love it when you've got me with claws Hella phase Passing up a spliff Hella dazed Back when we was kissing we would Levitate Angle of the thinking we was there in space Man I'm grateful We was laid back Heaven in a made land Back when it was way way way back Take that lay back play bad Favour for a favour Now we in the days when we never think of way back And I hate that Guess we never really made plans Shame man Bring the chorus Riding on that late drive Still haven't spoken a word Light up the smoke as we turn Try to re focus the urge We riding on that late drive Thinking what could of been Wishing out our stubbornness Thinking whats become of us Riding on that late drive Still haven't spoken a word Light up the smoke as we turn Try to re focus the urge We riding on that late drive Thinking what could of been Wishing out our stubbornness Thinking whats become of us