paroles de chanson Circle K - Mawcus

Ugh, ugh

Just another night, we running low, hit the Circle K
Back-to-back J's of blue cookies and purple haze
Hotbox heavy, turn the air on, we circulate
Slid on shorty, feeling sporty
Well go 'head baby, twerkulate
Maybe later I'll figure out why I'm on earth today
Now that's outdated, imma try til the dirt embrace
But I'm running low, got to pick up my folks
And if I face the world, then I could be on

Now my recollection either pre or post-COVID
This shit bogus, it's been weird in my hemisphere
And all on this rock we floating on
Floating off this onion strong
Real Harco baby, since a kid I'd spot that onion dome
Innocence high, before I seen and heard the undertones
I seen that Exit 37, knew I'm coming home
Years later crashed on 37, under tundra froze
That 24 at 19 introduction to cold
Felt chills before, hit real before; but damn, I need my coat
That same side, somebody wrapped they ride, plummeted gross
Few months prior, so that black ice could've summoned my ghost
Paranormal, but really fortune that's stuck in my scope
Emerged with bad nerves, whiplash lurking, but body straight
Though God is great, not my go-to over odds that day
I just had broke up with my ex, had came back from her campus
Can't front, I stayed up all night thinking on fate I'm handed
But that was

Just another night, we running low, hit the Circle K
Back-to-back J's of blue cookies and purple haze
Hotbox heavy, turn the air on, we circulate
Slid on shorty, feeling sporty
Well go 'head baby, twerkulate
Maybe later I'll figure out why I'm on earth today
Now that's outdated, imma try til the dirt embrace
But I'm running low, got to pick up my folks
And if I face the world, then I could be on

Riddled off the metaphysical
No choice but wear my accidentals
They glued to me like gorilla that I ash and pass the end of
Shit crazy, I'm on my come up
Swear the masses stacked against me
Been hazy, ain't talking strains, I lost my ways
Slow down
Run through quarters of them cookie crumbles, baked, no doubt
Felt like I'm Icarus the way I fell from grace, no sound
When I hit water face first, I made a wave, don't drown
Was there the same, but I'm the best to pin the blame, ugh
So my fabric a little different; it's worn, but count exquisite
Like Warren Buffet with chicken
Like wars and government spending
Warm up the whip, cause it's brick outside
But the spot hot, we dipping
Torn off abundance of all the lessons
And love that's been given
Or devoid, my problems bigger than this hometown hate y'all deploy
Stressed to the point man I been callous, not what's best for the joys
If I got to guess with you, shouldn't be next to you
So I hit my dawgs, see what they on, cause if it's

Just another night, we running low, hit the Circle K
Back-to-back J's of blue cookies and purple haze
Hotbox heavy, turn the air on, we circulate
Slid on shorty, feeling sporty
Well go 'head baby, twerkulate
Maybe later I'll figure out why I'm on earth today
Now that's outdated, imma try til the dirt embrace
But I'm running low, got to pick up my folks
And if I face the world, then I could be on

Might hit the Mobil, might hit the Cumberland
Or slide to Sunoco, had like a dozen lit
Shell or the Circle K, whichever closer
I got to grab some 87, plus a water and roll-ups
Might hit the Mobil, might hit the Cumberland
Or slide to Sunoco, had like a dozen lit
Shell or the Circle K, whichever closer
Cause I believe I'm what they need
And I ain't wait til they chose up, ugh