Letras
Hey love, I know that you're far away
Every night a different place
Hey love, I'm just writing you to say
Hey love
Lately been living this life that's trife, poltergeist on mics
Light a spliff and if it burn quick, I roll twice the vice
And if God's precise, how the fuck we survive these nights?
Getting faded for paper and sharing some bad advice
I tossed my life's regrets to the air like dice
Pound pavement, I aim in, if faded, then get by
Six brothers tryna get fly, waiting on standby
Sleeping inside a coffin and coughing the whole drive
New city, same ditty, Santa Cruz to Philly
Will he or won't he? I'm only speaking my truths really
Apprentice to a master, oh yes, a master
I blatantly study the craft with youthful passion
Fashions come and go, I'm tryna feed my soul
Alipata to Windward then up the Atlantic coast
Pirate sailing the roadway, drunk from my last toast
My lady tucked me a note in the back where I packed my coat
And it read
Hey love, I know that you're far away
Every night a different place
Hey love, I'm just writing you to say
Hey love
Lately been living this life that's trife, poltergeist on mics
It's like I'm taking half the caution with twice the vice
It's so real and at the same time illusion
I thought this was a dream, somebody check me for contusions
Working these little clubs for minimum of the buzz
Was digging into my love for the pyramids above
But I kneel and continue to spin the wheel
Even if it only gets me the promise that I can still build
Meals out of doing what I love and treat it like a drug
I gotta leave again, I know it's rough
But keep me in your memory wherever I go
And I'll be sure to send you snapshots, develop my soul
I'll just develop my soul to keep the devil below
While we just pedal for home
Pirate sailing the roadway, drunk from my last toast
My lady tucked me a note in the back where I packed my coat
And it read
Hey love, I know that you're far away
Every night a different place
Hey love, I'm just writing you to say
Hey love
Lately been living this life that's trife, poltergeist on mics
Making moves down in Miami, it's twice the vice
Moving coast to coast, yeah, I lamp and boast
Dark days to late nights, I'm playing the host
Consummate Jimmy Fallon, remember when I was wilding?
Bringing broads on the bus and making them Long Island
Smiling become secret, secrets become memories
Can't remember her face, but already missing her energy
My woman tonight seem like every other week
She getting put on a flight, need some good in my life
Never put up a fight, if I wasn't already married
She could be my wife, but alas, it's just a dream
As I'm passing through your scene, shame on my dirty dick
But the cash is still clean
Pirate sailing the roadway, drunk from my last toast
My lady tucked me a note in the back where I packed my coat
And it read (What did it say?)
Hey love
There's always this Mayday van parked
And I can never get my car in there
Who the fuck is Mayday?