Blunted

(Chorus) Ridin' 'round the city, windows down, we cruisin' slow, Music playin', thinkin' 'bout you, girl, you already know, On God, got my mind on you, and I'm feelin' low, Sheesh, you got me trapped, like it's cold and snowed in, though. (Verse 1) Gold on my wrist, but it's you that got the glow, Feelin' like I'm lifted, but the high, it comes and goes, On God, you the reason that my smile ever shows, Sheesh, every moment with you, it feels like a dose. Lost in the rhythm, like I'm on an acid trip, Every beat a memory, girl, you got me sick, Flexin' on these demons, but the pain, it tends to stick, Golden memories, baby, they always click. (Chorus) Ridin' 'round the city, windows down, we cruisin' slow, Music playin', thinkin' 'bout you, girl, you already know, On God, got my mind on you, and I'm feelin' low, Sheesh, you got me trapped, like it's cold and snowed in, though. (Verse 2) In the whip, I'm rollin', feelin' like a legend, Every thought of you, baby, it's like a blessing, Snowed in my mind, all these questions I'm confessin', On God, you the angel that I'm missin'. Blunted nights, we used to laugh and share our dreams, Golden light, you turned my nights into sunbeams, Now it's cold, like the winter's harsh extremes, Sheesh, missin' you, I'm burstin' at the seams. (Chorus) Ridin' 'round the city, windows down, we cruisin' slow, Music playin', thinkin' 'bout you, girl, you already know, On God, got my mind on you, and I'm feelin' low, Sheesh, you got me trapped, like it's cold and snowed in, though. (Bridge) Night lights flashin', thoughts of you, they golden, You left a mark on me, deeper than the ocean, On God, every move you made, I was beholden, Now I’m lost in memories, like secrets of Snowden. (Chorus) Ridin' 'round the city, windows down, we cruisin' slow, Music playin', thinkin' 'bout you, girl, you already know, On God, got my mind on you, and I'm feelin' low, Sheesh, you got me trapped, like it's cold and snowed in, though. (Outro) Yeah, we ridin' and we vibin', but I’m trapped in my own head, On God, you the reason for the tears that I shed, Sheesh, it’s cold out here, like I’m snowed in my bed, But I keep on ridin', dreamin' 'bout you instead.