B.A.D - DIY (feat. Dk, Dei Lanie) Lyrics

It's that vinyl cracking
Warm song
Playing in the background
The type we use
To bump in the old town
Riding down slopes
With our windows
Rolled down
Into outskirts of cities
That be turning ghost town
The same boys
That let me ride
Their wips
When we were young
Are old now
And got the weight
Of the world
On their shoulder
Only riding
Lows on their
Rollercoaster
Only staying high
To stay sober
At jobs
They dont like
Another normal
Life down the tail pipe
Ah
Hoping they don't die
DIY
And wishing they could
Chase new highs
I'm gonna chase my dreams
Yeah
Even if I don't get there
I'm gonna try try try again
Chase new highs
Its gonna be alright