PINK BLEU DAWN (PROD. BY HIPPIE SABOTAGE)

i think its time that i head home,
take the keys to my car,
i think its time that i head home,
into the pink bleu dawn,
i think its time that i head home,
sleep walk through the smog,
i think its time that i head home,
into the pink bleu dawn,
Powder talkin at five a clock in the morning,
She pussy poppin, and trynna get me on Maury,
Ignored the warnings a tragic Hollywood story,
i done it all before at this point its all Boring,
cut my losses i know my limits or think i do,
a couple more im either in county or in the news,
i drive a foreign i don’t think that you should pour it,
no recollection and i all have is recordings,
dream like, the street life, a ghost town,
we made a movie, she camera ready now roll sound,
picture perfect, now hit the curtains and slow down,
they can never turn my glow down,
my therapy is complete,
im leaving here all alone when i came in here rollin deep,
was stuck in this purgatory but finally been released,
i finally made my peace, take my keys,
i think its time that i head home,
take the keys to my car,
i think its time that i head home,
into the pink bleu dawn,
i think its time that i head home,
sleep walk through the smog,
i think its time that i head home,
into the pink bleu dawn,
Skys on fire,
can’t get much higher,