Bad Wolfe

These are eyes are held stone cold
We don't wanna go home we just wanna get high
White lies paved in gold
Told by the cool kids every time
I stole the keys to the ride said I'm goin' for a smoke, and it works every night
And they say I'm a pretty little joke
But I'm the baddest motherfucker that was ever alive, yeah

One back two pack
Give me a division
The night is peaking through the door
So kill the division
You held my hand when I was leading toward a greater vision
I hope you understand I'm just anyone
I've lit the radio on fire now
I hope the teens are getting tired now
You know we only expire now

Got residual a nation call independence
Got a bank account a young nigga call it pension
A diamond in the rough with pain just to sum it up
Or lay your heart up on a bench when the time gets rough
Pickin' grassroots and making greens outta collard greens
I've lit the radio on fire now
Hope the teens is getting tired now
Hope the teens is getting tired out