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letra de ground control - collard & kojey radical

[chorus: collard]
major to ground control
i don’t know if i’ll make it home
i’m a victim of alcohol
major to ground control
swerving through country lanes
drugs serenade my bones
white girl from the countryside
pray we both don’t die tonight
we some 20-somethings with a death wish
put in my address and get dressless
major to ground control
s-x just became so senseless
my ways just became so hectic
nearly took the wrong exit
major to ground control
diablo with a v8 engine

[verse 1: kojey radical]
oh, these magnums get my blood rushing
i ain’t with the conversation
i come through, i’m tryna —- something
i come through, i’m tryna lay
pray that i don’t go to sleep
pray that you will stay awake
this lady on my knee got my blood rushing
i can barely feel my face
colder in the summer
burning bridges
thunder
pure white and hard snow
you was in the grip of changing weather
either too young, too dumb or both
it was like the third time this week
you could always call me on my phone
had my hotline blingin’ like my line sweet like her
you kept the main line spotless
you rolled in shotgun, topless
we dreamt of suicide options
onto better things
i’m lost, sh-t, where am i going?
(major, major)

[verse 2: collard]
i can barely feel my face
road ripping
red light kissing
f-ck, your lips are laced
i’m tryna alter all my ways
whip swinging as we hit
and they ain’t offer no debate
mayhem in the a.m
i’m thinking ’bout your taste
how i might just have to pull up at your place
if your daddy trip you say you’re mine until i say
his ancestors probably made my ancestors slaves
dark liquor got me in my dark, twisted phase
no road signs, no street lights
no speed limits make you safe
you ain’t a lost child
clocking 130, switching lanes
you the rough child
you can smell the power in my veins
haven’t slept a wink in four days
going through my hank moody phase
driving like i’m tryna catch a case
young che guevara in the range
major, major, major, i’m on route to be a savior
i’m the reason my momma can’t say h-llo to our neighbors
god’s child
you can hear the demons in my cadence
i’m the reason why my momma can’t say h-llo to our neighbors

- collard kojey radical

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