CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : SATURATION 380

I'll keep it locked in my pocket for ya
We so tired, when the sun gon' show up?
(Yeah!) Fireworks make me feel alive in the morning
(Yeah, yeah!) Fireworks make me feel alive in the morning
I'll keep it locked in my pocket for ya
We so tired, when the sun gon' show up?
(Yeah!) Fireworks make me feel alive in the morning
(Yeah, yeah!) Fireworks make me feel alive in the morning

Hi, guys! Come to the southside
Where n***as pop them fireworks when they drive by
The helicopters, they fly over, I wave "hi"
The men in red throw gang signs when I skate by
I walk the line between South Central and Van Nuys
A nice house, a quiet life, and clear skies
No butterflies on the southside of the city
All my n***as is with me
This is just the beginning

I'm absentminded, intelligent, with too many thoughts
Personify 'em in voices whenever I'm distraught
Who's making choices inside of me when I'm feeling lost?
They say I made it, don't ever imagine it's the cost
On autopilot whenever I have to operate
Within constraints of society when it concentrates
I'm separating inside of myself and contemplate
I don't cooperate, f**k how you congregate

Oh, were those gunshots or fireworks? Still can't tell the difference
I got press, street cred nonexistent
I was paranoid, my bank account was empty
Spent the money that I had on ice cream
I wore a sport coat to feel like a rich man
And like the fake wood on the floor, I watch the cars peel off
Poppin' bullets, I was sweatin' bullets, mind my business
Had no air conditioning, didn't have a lot of sh*t I wanted
I had a microphone and 20 dumbasses wanting to hop on
The microphone, so I just record 'em all
And then we made some songs that got real big and all
Just kidding, they kinda did, but not really, sort of
Um, we got out the hood
Bye!

I'll keep it locked in my pocket for ya
We so tired, when the sun gon' show up?
(Yeah!) Fireworks make me feel alive in the morning
(Yeah, yeah!) Fireworks make me feel alive in the morning
I'll keep it locked in my pocket for ya
We so tired, when the sun gon' show up?
(Yeah!) Fireworks make me feel alive in the morning
(Yeah, yeah!) Fireworks make me feel alive in the morning

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I used to hate going to school, mama said it's cool
But they still [?] to rippin' me out my seatbelt (Ooh)
I eat lunch with the counselors, should I bring a friend?
Play Connect Four, eat nuggets shaped like some dinosaurs
I had a crush on Maddie (aww) 'til she threw up on her TAKS test
Get assigned a caste and [?]
I wanna be pro baller 'til I saw Baker 3
That's a free-livin', p*ss-drunk, feelin' billy goat curse
Cuz-lovin', eye bag-havin', take a nap-ass
But actin' like a air bag beacon, don't speak about the trip
On the [?], on the weekend, Even Steven bleedin' reruns, TV glisten
Shut up! Shut up!