Ace Carter - Subaru Sunday Lyrics

Usually my world spins calmly
Windows roll down and I'm playing Bob Marley
California Kush pack louder than a Harley
Got my seat pushed back, feels like I'm falling

Feels like I'm falling, falling, falling
Got my seat pushed back, feels like I'm
Feels like I'm falling, falling, falling
Got my seat pushed back, feels like I'm

I'm going 60 miles per hour
Behind a Subaru on a Sunday
And I know this ain't no race
But I'm gonna win, bitch, one day

Get the f*ck up out my face
Cause I'll kick-push like Lupe
You a king, well, bitch, I'm ace
And I'm passing you on a one-way to the tip-top

How the f*ck did he get there? Hip-hop
Yeah, I rap, but it's funny how this shit rock
They been napping on the nigga and I'm pissed off
But it's cool, I'ma hit the splits and lift off

You'll be sad when I'm gone
Cause I ain't coming back and your ass should've known
Say you're in your bag, I don't care about it though
Cause the nigga got a Pandora box full of flows

Mouth should be closed, the real nigga speaking
Glad I'm half-blind, cause looks been deceiving
Who the f*ck am I, a god or a demon
That is what they say, just ask different people

I'm an odd fellow, but I plan on getting even
Either way it go, man, we damn sure ain't equal
You should play a role, cause there ain't gonna be a sequel
How the story go, I kill you all, then I'm leaving

Usually my world spins for me
Windows roll down and I'm playing Bob Marley
California Kush pack, louder than a Harley
Got my seat pushed back, feels like I'm falling

Feels like I'm falling, falling, falling
Got my seat pushed back, feels like I'm
Feels like I'm falling, falling, falling
Got my seat pushed back, feels like I'm

Like I'm, like I'm, I'm going 60 miles per hour
Behind a Subaru, on a Sunday
And I know this ain't no race
But I plan on coming, in first place

Coming in at my own pace
Can't rush greatness, gotta go wait
Still dealing with a whole lot of hate
Heard you said something, nigga, okay

Think I give a f*ck, should've known this was fate
But they call it luck, should've known they would hate when I'm going up
Should've known you can't relate to the chosen one
It's a room full of grapes, I'm the only one

That can shine like the rays of a morning sun
Put the pen to the page and I burnt it up
Sorry man, what can I say, flowing hot as f*ck
Like was that a mixtape or a loaded gun

I'm an astronaut in space with a burner blunt
Earned a love, I heard your shit and shoulders shrugged
Hold your tongue, you're saying none
Let's talk about how far we come, from the hell to the stars above

So high if I start to jump, I'ma glide for a thousand months
You should start to run
You should start to run
Usually my world spins calmly

Windows roll down and I'm playing Bob Marley
California Kush packed louder than a Harley
Got my seat pushed back, feels like I'm falling
Feels like I'm falling, falling, falling

Got my seat pushed back, feels like I'm
Feels like I'm falling, falling, falling
Got my seat pushed back, feels like I'm