Verse
Ridin’ down I-5 with a Glock on my lap,
Moonlight hit the chrome, demons in the back.
Eyes in the rearview, watchin’ for the trap,
I don’t trust a soul — that’s a motherfuckin’ fact.

Tinted windows, no plates, mind full of ghosts,
Every mile I drive feel like I’m gettin’ close.
Pain in my chest, but I never let it show,
Rather bleed in the dark than let ‘em see me low.

Phone on mute, got the plug on speed,
One wrong move, get erased with speed.
Never needed love, just a bag and peace,
But peace don’t come when you play in the streets.

Heart ice cold, but the heat still pop,
Prayin’ I don’t crash, tires squeal, don’t stop.
No destination, just a war I can’t drop,
Ridin’ down I-5 with a Glock — and a lot.

RIDIN DOWN I5 WITH A GLOCK ON MY LAP Ft Itzdrayday

KILLSTONE