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Making some risks, I'm not hitting no bricks I got diamonds on me Ridin' the whip and my reflexes quick Feel like Lightning McQueen My flow's pretty sick I'm the flyest of chicks I feel pretty in pink Adventures like Rick, except it's with Jesus With the spirit, I'm free My life is so crazy, it's bonkers I'm sweet as can be, like I'm Wonka I used to smoke weed, who are you telling? But now I'm a sober as Cara Reality check, I was lost In the back of the car, I was smarter Rebellious teen, like Avril Lavigne Maturity kind of advanced But that is no shade to the man who was hurting himself And then hurting me more in the process I know he was just figuring it out The water was living, I drank it And God said He'd keep me alive Didn't deserve to hear your voice in the back of that car On that sunniful day but you figured a way how to reach me I cried, I felt nothing inside But you steered me away from destruction, that was about to eat me alive Making some risks, I'm not hitting no bricks I got diamonds on me Ridin' the whip and my reflexes quick Feel like Lightning McQueen My flow's pretty sick I'm the flyest of chicks I feel pretty in pink Adventures like Rick, except it's with Jesus With the spirit, I'm free My life is so crazy, it's bonkers I'm sweet as can be, like I'm Wonka I used to smoke weed, who are you telling? But now I'm a sober as Cara Reality check, I was lost In the back of the car, I was smarter Rebellious teen, like Avril Lavigne Maturity kind of advanced Let it breathe Let it breathe Let it breathe Let me grieve Let me grieve Let me grieve Making some risks, I'm not hitting no bricks I got diamonds on me Ridin' the whip and my reflexes quick Feel like Lightning McQueen My flow's pretty sick I'm the flyest of chicks I feel pretty in pink Adventures like Rick, except it's with Jesus With the spirit, I'm free My life is so crazy, it's bonkers I'm sweet as can be, like I'm Wonka I used to smoke weed, who are you telling? But now I'm a sober as Cara Reality check, I was lost In the back of the car, I was smarter Rebellious teen, like Avril Lavigne Maturity kind of advanced
Writer(s): Petrina Gratton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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