Lyrics Chevy Music - K.A.A.N., Bleverly Hills

Chevy Music

I push my Chevy to the left, I’m not focused
My burdens heavy, could’ve guessed, you don’t notice
I push my Chevy to the left, I’m not focused
Your curse has left me with the stress now I own it
Yeah, I stop myself from thinking
I’ll pro’lly spill my drink when
I whip my Whip this evenin'
At least my thoughts ain’t leakin'
I keep reminders hidden
What else can I be feelin'
Content my spirits drivin'
I got my fear in gear tho
I like to start from zero
Pick my guitar like heroes
Dark, but the stars appear tho
Heart fell apart like bread crumbs
What am I to do?
I’m that one
Hold on my depression, suppress it with the finest dark rum
Put the light punch, can I pipe when I’m fightin' these lies
Man I might be rollin' till five
Got tears keep rollin' down my eyes
What a surprise!
I keep pushin' till the CD stops right at the lane
Feel like I’m swingin' my Caprice a problem night at the day
I’m flippin' cops off when I see em, holla fuck em, they all one and the same
They took like two shots, aiming one at the brain, so insane
I push my Chevy to the left, I’m not focused
My burdens heavy, could’ve guessed, you don’t notice
I push my Chevy to the left, I’m not focused
Your curse has left me with the stress now I own it
I hydroplane, I’m swervin'
Stay in my lane, no mergin'
Hop out the whip and serve it
Then grab a vick escape quick
Roll up the shit and blaze it
Face forward for forward progress
What’s filled with dope to content
Inhale the flowers essence
But never would come out with intentions
Slick as all my transitions
Got dry with this transmission
Flashin' lights I’m transmittin'
Sendin' signals, see the signs
Shit is sick as cyanide
Fast collision, fresh mind, end up and see the cyanide
I float and glide, you drag and slide
Now I describe, possessed by «I»
No veil nor wife, these squares beside themselves blowin' smoke like a Newport
I can’t prevent through
Never land will one plan that was get mine
At all cost no love lost
I pushed on, got slept on, like futons
Got fed up then moved on
I fell down, got back up, nigguh
I push my Chevy to the left, I’m not focused
My burdens heavy, could’ve guessed, you don’t notice
I push my Chevy to the left, I’m not focused
Your curse has left me with the stress now I own it