15 – LF – Backseat Journals

Intro Notebook on my lap. Verse 1 Backseat journals, pen drag slow City lights streak on the glass below I ain’t chasing what they show I’m building something they won’t know Seen a cat say he unlocked his brain With a bathroom line of white cocaine Looked stressed every time it rained That ain’t gain, that’s strain Hook Low volume living We don’t need attention given Just driven And risen Verse 2 Shorty reading what I wrote Said it hit her in the throat I said truth don’t float It anchor the boat I seen fake courage collapse Seen grown men relapse That ain’t a flex in raps That’s gaps Bridge Bassline heavy but calm Like palm On palm Verse 3 Chill don’t mean lazy grind It mean mind Aligned And refined Outro Journal close We ghost