Jed Naranjo - Blue Lyrics

Back and forth
Playing em sports
Counting out days
Coming up short

Blast through, fast moves
Track you down, said I never would
Miss them days, played liked kids
Did shit said I never could
Old news old crew, bust moves
Round a bitch
Round town, 7-11
Zona can, soda man
Loud pack no xans

Just sitting around a blue Bimmer
Sitting around a blue Bimmer

Don't mean to be abrasive
Mean to be a saint
Wish I called you up
Wish it wasn't painted
I mean I'm wishing things
I think a bunch, I sink a ton
I'm sick of what I never said
Sick of you and sick of shit
I wish you did, I dip outside and light my hand
Round about, round the bend
Around time we spent
All of them friends, you remember them
But do you remember when?

Just sitting around a blue Bimmer
Sitting around a blue Bimmer