Songtexte Highway 99 - Slake Dransky

Highway 99 are the roads dry
I don't make it back enough north-side
I was sitting the passenger the whole time
And it all came peacefully
Highway 99 are the roads dry
Just a couple skellies on a cold night
Wonder what you thinkin' bout on your side
Cause it all came peacefully
Mmh, mmh mmh, mmh
Yeah

Once in a while, I'ma let you be nice to me
Will you say it soft, say it twice to me
Who my grandma sees, that is who I'm tryin' to be
But I get that double vision in the driver's seat, yeah
Who you runnin' away from
When I give to you there's nobody it takes from
Got that Louisville slugger you practically grew up with
But you're runnin' out of people you could chase, love

Highway 99 are the roads dry
I don't make it back enough north-side
I was sitting the passenger the whole time
And it all came peacefully
Highway 99 are the roads dry
Just a couple skellies on a cold night
Wonder what you thinkin' bout on your side
Cause it all came peacefully

Still on my broke shit
Never stuck my nose out, still got COVID
Still ain't read your message, only real if it's open
I don't fear the hate, I fear becoming unnoticed
The rain starts to stick to the windshield
You ask me if I ever thought we'd get here
But I'm still tryin' to figure out where here is
So I tell you that my first job was near-ish
My first dog never saw me do adult shit
So I hold every puppy just exactly how I'd hold him
When they get to heaven, they got somethin' they could talk about
I swear you know me like my nose know my mama's house
I swear you hold me like I'm tryin' to hold my mama down
Way too many homies jumped ship when we charted south
Wait until the river 'fore you Harpeth out
Wade into the river if she callin' now
I like my shit uncolonized, I keep my God unpronounced
Keep my music short and sweet, just in case I gotta bounce
You wanna be followed but be followed how
I don't wanna reach the finish line and be hollowed out
I use my pen to put it all in sound
You used to pencil in your darker brows
And there's some very different versions of ourselves who'd be awful proud
I think I hear 'em talkin' now

Highway 99 are the roads dry
I don't make it back enough north-side
I was sitting the passenger the whole time
And it all came peacefully
Highway 99 are the roads dry
Just a couple skellies on a cold night
Wonder what you thinkin' bout on your side
Cause it all came peacefully
Mmh, mmh mmh
Cause it all came peacefully