Follow Me

Follow me, I could take ya where ya got to be

I got some tree and we could burn a lil up until we find some peace

It can't hide from me for much longer

C'est la vie until I'm gone, yeah

But the weight on me getting stronger

Yeah the, yeah the, yeah the reaper calling

My phone on DND, rigged to blow like TNT

From the east coast no PST, so when the world gets cold

I feel right at home, in these CT streets

So, uh

Lets ride, cop a zip, how high

Can we get before the daylight