Justen Ross - Gi4 Lyrics

(Helicopter, hella copping, hella coping, hella nonsense, I hella noticed)
This where I am right now
This where I am right now

Old pavements, new attitudes
Wish I could get back at you
Tried the shorter way to your crib
But these backwoods be the better route
Need to move the shrub
I need a better view of my
Black nostalgia
Gems learning with my mama
My world been altered
This bump bridged water
This flat shole taught us
Tell these daddies it's daunting
Swimming uncharted waters
They daughters get scooped up like deli takeout orders
I'm orally competent
Stonewall Tell, never comprehend
Ms. Grey class never comprehend
What the meaning is
What's the meaning of this
Well it's a trap movement
And we like trap music
And we like acting stupid
This gas so loud its stupid
Gaslights so brutal we could
Get this QT boomin
Aye don't kill me, or all my niggas
All my niggas kill me

Super soaker tragedies
Pigs, they won't blast for me
On the southside of things happily
New beginnings and its sad to see
Skating by with each other
Chosen sister, brother, cousin
Flip the coin
I'm on the tail of your hellcat
And this ship ain't sailed yet
And I'm seldom waiting
These Rafs ain't selled yet
Runaway first love
Runaway teen nights
Runaway roller skates
Runaway Old Nat
Runaway body oil
My West End gimme dat

When I look into the sky
No, I can't tell the planes from stars
And when I look into your eyes
Yea I can see hurt in your heart

Let's smoke this tree
(Let's smoke this tree just for a minute)
Let's chase healing
(Let's chase healing just for a minute)
We can be free
(We can be free just for a minute)
Wounds temporary
Healings temporary
Everything temporary