Lyrics Trans Am - Xeal

Trans Am
I've been movin' without hands, yeah
Damn Sam
Want us all under command
Lambs to the slaughter
Murderin' innocent sons and daughters
What you see in this ink blotter
Powers up top playin' Godded and Godder

Don't just watch and stand
I'ma drag the man through sand
Down the dirt road to the end of land
Limitless, I just need a jerry can
.38 In my hand, 40 on the end
morgue is full of simpletons
It's all gas, all these slowpokes I done passed
Won't be last, I'm on my way up until inevitable collapse, crash
Send me the bulls, I'm animal
Ready to run with the jacks
Double back, can't get stuck in the red and black
Double back, gunnin' past the the pastor, cat and dad
Double down, dippin' out the path of clowns and crap
Devil down, I brick a skull and leave it dull
Then crush a crown of glass (Like this, class)
Sippin' crown out the metal flask

I go blind on the track, in a bind and I'm wrapped
Simple Simon, and pie, you gon' die, step on back
Send a sign as a fact, so I know where I'm at
Look you gotta run fast or you might just get trapped
Sick of the sight of my better half
Gon' off a tab and I got hacks
Get me the dividends, zippin' an enemy
Sippin' on M and M's, lips all chapped
Look I ain't never really trapped trapped
But I got a bag off a dry pack
And a side hustle fuck a snapchat
I don't tax, keep it g, fifth of liquid thc
Ain't gon' sip a green, comin' clean
I won't clap back
'Cause I don't give a fuck what you think
I don't really need a team
No I don't think I like friends
Might get stuck up in the ends
So for me and them it's fin
When you winnin'
Please remember
Who you came from
Why you came here
Was it all just a dream
I mean I think I remember me, but
Was he just part of the beam in the sky
Bringin' me closer to life
Every time I close my eyes
I shut up and do what I'm told
Oh like hell I'ma go up in flames for my name and my scroll
They sell it all except souls
People just pass it around like cheat codes
Seven sins, nine rings of hell and it's cold
Froze
Threw stones at the dome, screwed on in big cone
Let's go
Chuggin' Four Lokos, stick his nose to floor, oh
That man has gone to the nightside so we just gon' leave him alone
Damn it I'm still 'bout the nightlife, I die light, I think I might howl at the moon
No matter how much a tight tight it get I'm always a dog to the bone
Alright, you a dog too although you lickin' your stitches so you get a cone
Stuck, broke, needed my own fuckin' drone
Keepin' me stuck in the cove
Man I feel right here at home
I just stay up and blow sativa teachin' me flows

Trans Am
I've been movin' without hands, yeah
Damn Sam
Want us all under command
Lambs to the slaughter
Murderin' innocent sons and daughters
What you see in this ink blotter
Powers up top playin' Godded and Godder

Got a man, no it's cool, you a clan
I could pick someone out just like you, out the stands
You a clone, I'm a dude, so I knew where to land
Get the bands and the bitch and the tune, then I'm banned
Damn I don't want canned ranch
Get the fuck out of my hand
You been stuck in tan ever
Since the simple stan ran its course
And I don't do sports, grand slam
With the bam fam, ain't no matchin' forces
Squeekin' out the band like a door hinge
Peelin' off a grand for the him and her zips
This ain't for no xans, but that's about the plan
Granddad said
Man it's fans, scams, dread
Go invest in your head
Just demand that the land give you yours 'fore you bled
I'm just down in the bed with a plan, and a dream overhead
Want to clean up the clan that they bred and the fear that they spread
'Cause it's here, far from dead, use your ears and your bread
I said thanks for the checks but it's really fuck a fed

Trans Am
I got plans and I'm gone
When you winnin'
Please remember
Who you came from
Why you came here
Seven sins, nine rings of hell and it's cold
Froze