Ryan Oakes - Crash Lyrics

Coffee over ice with friends who won't be nice
Making sure I never catch a stakeout when I throw the dice
I always try to keep the piece but everybody want a slice
I told you wouldn't tell you so but homie you should name your price
Then they tell me I'm so deranged, while I just try to blossom
They all said I'll change, since the fall like a model
No bullshit [?] why you causing a problem
You love to complain, I wish your parents wouldn't use the condom

But [?] my business, got hoes surrounding me
They see I'm gifted like it's Christmas, it's cloudy [?]
But I'm down with this sickness and you're always [?]
Shit about religion, that's the shit I never been with, nah

Couple bitches calling begging me to take my last name
Call me quicker every minute since the cash came
Kissing up to me you leave me with a bad taste
They just wanna fuck you over in the fast lane
Surefire, they don't wanna be the ashtray
Of the smoke when they see that you in last place
Hating on the low but wanna see the backstage
When you high all they wanna do crash planes

Whiskey on the rocks so people want it scotch
Pulling [?] because they think my shit is gonna buy these labels
Making promises I guaranteed [?]
Tripping on some top shelf, tryna shelf me so my shit [?]
Or maybe it's a paranoia, shit every time I find an antidote
I swear it poison, maybe I'll like myself if I can shut out all the voices
Saying irrelevant, shit that I do is so annoying
Now my blood is always boiling

It's [?] got cold feet, can't get a brake with all this drive
You gotta pay the toll fees, I swear [?]
Even in the low heat, when I was broke I did the opposite
Of what they told me, now my [?]

Couple bitches calling begging me to take my last name
Call me quicker every minute since the cash came
Kissing up to me you leave me with a bad taste
They just wanna fuck you over in the fast lane
Surefire, they don't wanna be the ashtray
Of the smoke when they see that you in last place
Hating on the low but wanna see the backstage
When you high all they wanna do crash planes