Noah Boa - Atlantic lyrics

[Hook] Turn my beat up. Back seat wit the IPod on. My shoes just off on the floor And I'm just trying to doze, another night on the road Homie pa** me the bowl I'm trying to let my eyes close. (Oh man) Turn my beat up. Back seat wit the IPod on. My shoes just off on the floor And I am trying to doze, another night on the road Baby pa** me the dro, I'm trying to let my eyes close [Verse] You will never ever ever ever understand Unless you take the effort, so I don't get the world Though I receive their morals and read through all their trials My focus on the distance. I couldn't give a damn And if that makes me selfish hope that God doesn't mind But God, if you do, will you lead me not astray Sometimes I want to care. Sometimes I want to speak But they don't get my language. "Won't know unless you try." Ah Still scarred from the times I was shuffled to the side Come to realize it's not a scuffle, it's a fight Beat my knuckles through the night, I don't know just what I am But a n***a handle his 'til I mother f**ing die Puff puff puffing lah. You claim you aim to control this game? Okay little n***a better touch the sky Rolling up a lottery... that's burning money Man it's holding up a lot of me Put all the value you could muster in your property And then it drops So I guess the lesson learned is to split your values from society And live a lot [Hook]