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letra de space bound - j.lately

[verse 1: j.lately]
aye yo, hop in it, we’re all fitting, i’ll sit b-tch if it’s all women
even sit b-tch if it’s all men and, hot box that sh-t til the wall’s bending
said she didn’t know how to roll, just had good tree that she tossed in it
so i let her pick the music out, she turned it up and got lost in it
been tired of school, tired of work, but i wonder when i’m gonna get tired of her
told my ex chick i had a new girl named mary, i couldn’t lie to her
cause i’m smoked out, think i found love in a world where people don’t face it
just smoked out, sitting in a bucket but it feels like a muf-cking sp-ce ship
and our destination’s unknown, just riding round like we found freedom
feeling like it could be gone in a minute we’re living while all of the town’s sleeping
up out dreaming, wide awake, ain’t nothing to do, still tryna stay
get some backwoods, hit a back road, let’s match those and we’ll fly away
cause we got work in the morning, but the world’s ours for the evening
and my parents taught me to act right so my boss i can deceive him
all i need’s an hour of sleep and, a change of clothes cause they’re wreaking
but it’s all good, cause it’s all love, and it’s all fun for no reason when we

[hook]
pour some, light some, we ain’t hurting n0body
before this night’s done, we’ll be getting higher til we’re
sp-ced out, sp-ce bound, running off of fumes
feeling sp-ced out, sp-ce bound, shooting for the moon and so we
pour some, light some, we ain’t hurting n0body
before this night’s done, we’ll be getting higher til we’re
sp-ced out, sp-ce bound, running off of fumes
feeling sp-ced out, sp-ce bound, shooting for the moon

[verse 2: clyde shankle]
got my pedal to the metal and i’m pushin it
clyde shank and you n-ggas know me i’m good with this, but
gotta tell someone about my day
man i wish that it was better so i just won’t say
just know i’m rolling and smoking, no tint in the open
see us laughing and joking about these b-tches we poking
but it’s all to the good, we resolve for the hood
these n-ggas say that they want it most n-ggas wish that they could

[verse 3: dayvid michael]
they slipping, and sleeping on me but i live the dreams of many
got shows city to city smoking on that good and plenty
so far i’m only 20, but i’m far from ordinary
this life is oregon traily, so i hope the lord forgive me
it’s overwhelming i’m dying from dining on top ramen
i’m trying to stop rhyming, i’m trying to start shining
i’m trying to cop diamonds this expensive taste
and i’ma ride the wave as far as this sh-t takes me

[hook]

- j lately

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