BIG BAD WOLF/SOBER (feat. LARA')

Wanna be a rider,

yeah yeah yeah yeah,

If you wanna ride or die

Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Yea

Wanna be a rider,

yeah yeah yeah yeah,

If you wanna ride or die

Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Yea

I’m driving down 35

Usually don’t drink and drive

My adrenalines rushin

I got a cop by my side

Stop screaming bitch

Before I get a damn DUI

Or even worse he’ll peep my eyes and see the demons I hide.

Cuz he’s a - a tongue kisser a long twister

If you scared you scared you need to run mister

I hopped in my daddy’s Honda desperately tryna find a

Revolver

Hey Baby it's me I just want you to know

I would never do anything to hurt you

Then I found out that who taught me what I know doesn't know shit

Who taught me what I know didn't know

I also been afraid of

(The big bad wolf)

I always been afraid of

(The big bad wolf)

I mean who taught me what I know doesn't know shit

Who taught me what I know doesn't know

Is everyone afraid of

(The big bad wolf)

I never could have left you sober.

I tamper with ideas of me staring in your eyes while you stare into the sky

What’s that in the sky?

Sometimes I wonder why we sit under the thunder.

Unconsciously knowing that we’ll never find another, lover

You see her intentions were one dimensional

But type of love I felt you know that shit was unpreventable so we-

Found ourselves in a separate dimension.

Socialized to hate but we never learned our lesson

I wrote this verse while Astral projecting had me on the astral plane

Am I still sane? Well probably not but

I’ll do it my way like Sinatra and if you try to stop a...

I mean **** Ima blow out. She put me in this spot so imma show out

Cuz, last night I started talking to my conscious

She had had some funny responses when I asked her bout’ our future

And luci-fer was standing at my door I’m nervous

She said I dealt with your type before you can’t refuse my service.

The stars have aligned.

Rain drops on my windows.

The walls are closing in

Rain drops on my windows

I write this letter, to make things better

We’re under the weather, blue skies

Who am I to ask why

Turn my clouds to sunshine

My eyes won’t let me, me hide

Who am I to ask why

Turn my clouds to sunshine

My eyes won’t let me, me hide