Marvin ft. Womp Records Lyrics

Sweater on, still cold you know

Ain't a lot to do but fold and go

Ain't no exit

It's all in my head and it

Makes my vision blur

Makes my head hurt

But it's all that keeps me on track

That's not really true

Get yourself together, kid

Haul it to Connecticut

Ain't a breach of etiquette but it's better just to let it go, let it go

Breathe in just one time

Not worth it effort-wise

But that's old news

That's been known news

Used to speed past

The cops in the speed traps

But now I look over my shoulder, not forward

How far I need to go

The car is moving too slow

I might need you, that's okay

I just seen you yesterday

Out in the field I was drinking (bout you)

Know I shouldn't drive while I'm thinking

And the taste of a beer

I have six times a year

Showed me all of the reasons I don't do it more

And every old teacher expected a lot

But a chopshifting lick hitter's all that they got

But sometimes I think maybe that isn't really on me

And it's bigger than that and that's fine

I talked to my mom and she said that she don't disagree

And Marvin, you don't wanna know what they do

When they think that somebody's sounding like you

Send the suits in and write resolutions

Talking bout owning a groove

But you knew that way before I did

And you would have told me the same

And I know you would have reminded me

There ain't always someone to blame