Schadillac - Backwoods lyrics

[Verse 1] Backwoods packages litter tabletops Gone off that sh**, my eyes lower than your stable's stock I get stoned and I'm dope. I'm made of rock You feeling stagnant? When that boat tips, I made it rock I used to play Sega Saturn and sh** And now I smoke a lot of weed, and it ain't mattered a bit Blood splatter on the back of the whip I backed up with the strength of the pistons in MAC trucks You ever seen a grown man crumble into a puddle? Man I ain't have a move left, I couldn't do nothing but struggle I need some sh** to keep my mind on the power-points I took the path that I could find and devoured joints Mof**ers been asking for this one I never had sense; I had the pa**ion to get some And then I saw her. She skates slow But f** it, I'll even the pace, so [Hook x2] And I've never been as happy as right now But sh**, I've got to cope with the fact that it dies down Cause in the end, I'll just wake up salty Start my day with a pot of black coffee [Bridge] Zig-Zag in my pocket, I left the studio Police chase, wilding. I'm sipping that pink chalice Zig-Zag in my pocket I left the studio Police chase, wilding [Verse 2] Never been one for the talking, talking, talking Anxiety-ridden, I hide in the rhythm I'm ficus, burning bush. I turned to Christ then burned a book It turned to ice; I learned to cook it. Work at night, I turned and booked it But b**h, I ain't been tripping Technology squared, my angle's missing Open ended. Where to go? I hope it's different soon I'm sick of job interviews. They're looking for a different dude Life's a b**h, I heard she's sleeping in the nude White-lies dancing, trying to creep into the truth California kush; my people stay sedated I party all week to keep my evils satiated [Hook x2] And I've never been as happy as right now But sh**, I've got to cope with the fact that it dies down Cause in the end, I'll just wake up salty Start my day with a pot of black coffee [Bridge] Zig-Zag in my pocket, I left the studio Police chase, wilding. I'm sipping that pink chalice Zig-Zag in my pocket I left the studio Police chase, wilding...