lyrics:

windows open on the highway
windows open in my mindstate
who’s to say they ain’t make flying cars?
crystal castles playing crimewave
slowed and reverbed what u talkin bout?
h town, we rock chopped and screwed
talking business at yo bosses house
countin stars on the roof
x2

the soul will fight for liberation
blurry lines of what’s political
but that’s a different conversation
i’ll just stop getting on twitter, bro
the melting pots reachin the boiling point
i ain’t a pacifist anymore
she’s got them doey eyes in the headlights
hit the brakes to the floor
she only smoke cigarettes when she stressed that’s her escape
but multiple packs in 1 day
i made a pact with myself that i won’t end my life
fuck cavin in
master your fate
i need a road trip to cali
to roll thru the valley
we bumpin that frank
fuck countin talleys and all of your ranks
get shitty prizes playing shitty games
astrodome
near minutemaid
the catacombs of my grim mistakes
i keep sleeping thru therapy
i don’t want meds but she begs and she begs cus she cares for me
yea i know money cant solve what it can’t
but mommas still workin 60 hour weeks
and if she ain’t workin she’s prolly asleep
her leaving that hell
it’s all up to me
so fuck you if you think that money is evil
the people that told u that just want u poor
old superstitions plague average people
so why we puttin up a modern decor
claim u broke out of the matrix
but if a milly on the floor
i know yo bitch ass would take it
and i don’t blame u anymore 
shit
i cant blame u anymore

windows open on the highway
windows open in my mindstate
who’s to say they ain’t make flying cars?
crystal castles playing crimewave
slowed and reverbed what u talkin bout?
h town, we rock chopped and screwed
talking business at yo bosses house
countin stars on the roof
x2

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