'07 honda Lyrics

Back in '07 we bought the Honda

Momma wanted Hyundai, Auntie wanted Mazda

Copped two Civics for my grammy and gramps

Back then, I cherished everything that we had

He trade the minivan for a four-door

Signed the contract, then took some photos

Seven-year-old me, next to Lolo

We were grateful, that's fosho though

I got the car when I was seventeen

Thirty dollars filled the tank, gas was all I need

Bumping GoldLink, driving 'round the streets

Hand out the window, that was paradise to me

Chilling in the backseat

Talking 'bout our lives

And I noticed something passed me

All the signs that I couldn't read

I was only tryna sleep

Decisions kept me up, see

Ego bigger than a truck, so nobody above me

What did I know? I was seventeen

Parking lots after class, it was nothing

If I'm honest, the whip was pretty modest

Hundred dollars, LA where you could find us

5-0 tried to fine us, went and cleared my sinus

Whip could clear the sonics, used to fear the chronic

I don't fear the reaper, I don't fear you either

My life like a feature: classic, praised; neither

I'm not tripping, Honda Civic whipping

If I got nothing else but my car, I'm happy living

Had a quota, lemon breeze aroma

Did what I was 'sposed to, now I'm getting older

I'm driving black now, tell them all to back down

I don't blast rounds, all I need is gas now

Back in '07, we bought the Honda

Asked if she was 'bout us, she said kinda

We gon' have to speed past all the drama

You residing deep down en mi alma

If I'm honest with you

If I'm honest with you, I don't wanna switch up

I just wan' be with you

It was fun in my youth, spent my time on the run

Caught a vibe in the coupe

Four-door whipping, hit the gas, start sprinting

Outside just living, my mind just tripping

Maybe I'm just different, know that I've been distant

So let's close the distance

Let's not talk business

You got a lot to pursue

But I do it all just for you

What does the future hold?

Who gives a fuck?

Hop in, let's hit the road

We'll try on our luck

Maybe I'm not the one

But I'm here for now

Driving up to the sun

Away from the clouds

Baby, you got shotgun

Whenever you wanna

Racking up miles up in

My lil' black Honda