Yung Pacemaker - Oxford Lyrics

Home is where the f*ckers ain't
Ain't it bae
Kick ya shoes and meditate
Levitate
Dance in here
Tousled hair
Lingerie
In the chair
You find me there
Home for 8
I bring the white
You bring the color
Appreciate
Take a drive
Autumn vibe
The scenery
Foliage
It only is
For right now
I mean the month
You know wassup
Pipe down
We turn it up
Just windy gusts
And Coltrane
Might f*ck around
And give a girl my whole name
Lil place
Big ol dog
The whole thang
All the love
Every inch
Whole thang
The Ganja burn
In practice space
Outer space
One AM
A Couple friend
No sullen face
No ceiling fan
No ceilings man
Just feel it damn
I ain't a boy
There ain't a hook
No Peter Pan

I missed the raw bar
Missed the tatare
Didn't move much
But we came far
I'm a star
In the making
Hard to fake it