Lately I've been tryna see you die slow

Lately I’ve been tryna see

This shit ain't about you

Way bigger than that

Capital I see better

Screaming aye isaiah everybody wanna play ya

So i tip that triangle sideways with the whip like (CIVIC!)

Follow

I was riding in yo civic brah

Overdosing off that potent

Drinking all yo liquor brah

Comatosed until I’m floating

Tryna get them digits girl

96 08 21 shit

She say 661

Or 619 or something

Something like that/ she from where I’m from

Now she go where i go

Not the one to drive slow

You not the one yeah i know

And idgaf

Yeah I’m just tryna vibe with ya

But you either give it up or I’m giving up

Hit me up for the giddy up

Lay you down if i ever gotta pick you up

Stick you up cuz busy fuck yo doing

You suss if you think really I’m the one

Yeah fuck you too then

Fuck you too then

Cuz you know it ain't nothing

It was always fuck the world anyway

Im in the ground and outer space

I just wanna vibe with you cuz we from the space

Hoe get out of my space

Im tom you misty_misfits

Unemployed richness drippin off the jays

I hardy har to yo bitching

This shit crack

Yet you couldn’t tell if i had coped fixings

Cuz every single paste

Is the grand definition of/ civic(echo)

Not the whip but you will get it if you listen

Keep it jumping

This shit gone bounce like

I was riding in my/ riding in my civic

Sampha verse

Idk about my dreams...

Purple magic

Hit that shit baby J (crystal)

No telling what's my calling

I just picked up once it called me

West side!!!!

Spike my punch and lit it

So I can hit that too

What it do

How you been

How you splitting ends?

Dividends at a stand still

I stand still like water

Feel the waves in the flow

A little AID from the

Ok I'm riding on that one way

Bitch no way/ a three way

Like phone calls

You thinking like you want to

(You You)

In the backseat free styling

Like west west (west side)

We wilding no reclining

AV I'm in

Real deep I just

Say it/ poetry when you make it

Sorry I don't drink less its milky

And I don't surf less its wavy

I'm board

This bitch don't move me

See right through me

No bull shit/ I got hydukens and lunetik

J who recorded this (that's fire B)

Translucent my picture perfect

Album drop

And I ain't tryna scratch the surface

Cracks on corners

What's that dope shit

Indigo hocus pocus

Sit back and listen as I televise(vision)

This that shit you listen to for better eyes

NERD yeah I'm seeing sounds

NERD yeah I’m seeing sounds

Get out my circle we don’t yo bullshit around

Sit around kids

The squares don’t fit around here

So i held it down

Fear was never kept around here

Now the block watching

Oh no they shooting/ get low

?

Act like I need ya

You knew I didn't

Correcting seasons

Watch you leave when the sun stopped beaming

A euphemism/ you remember the time

I told ya it was over

Thoughts still roaming like cell phones

And we connecting with/ condolences

For what we left in the past

Parted with death

As we drag this last blunt that I had

We had to fuck for the feeling was mad ill

Like a bitch on her menstrual

Grip on this pencil

We took some shots im still tryna find where it hit you

Find where it hit you(echo)

Lovely bitch

She can get it

And the baddest bitch

She can get it

Skinny bitch

She can get it

Chubby bitch

She can get it

Lovely bitch

She can get it

Even if you were an ugly bitch

She can get it

If I had dollar for every moment you are so beautiful

You're a muthafucking mazing

And I just love the way that you are

Get inside my car and we can civic together

That's If you with it

I can put the the key in the ignition

Drive off/ into the sunset

I'll be waiting on sunset blvd

Creeping real slow on a come up

I got harmony for a remedy

Just find some more patience we'll get there

We'll get there

Somewhere with the right vibrations cuz

If I had a wish/ I'd wish for a million of them shits

In this bitch like wadup

West side till the other other side

Running mines/ yelling waddahfuck gang

What you claim/ throw it high

Getting high cuz this bitch ain't showing up

Cell blowing

El chapo when I call you up but

You ain't tryna get out yo cell phone

G: ("shitty explaination as to why she didn't pick up her phone")

Ok ok and I heard that the first time you said

No diffence the 3rd time

See see see You just talking out ya neck at this point

(G: wdf does that even mean)

Running yo goddamn mouth that's...

(G: oh I'm running my mouth huh?)

Yes yes what kind of shitty question is that anyway

I said I meant it just like how you were suppose to be here...

(G: "tired of hearing AID run his mouth. RIP!!!)

Aye aye aye aye

Fuck all that shit you talking about

Fuck all that shit

Ok then fuck you tooooo

Why you ain't tryna pick up

This shit better not be no stick up

I'll fuck yo twin sister

Knew I couldn't trust no damn hooker

Throwing that ass on the net

I caught your attention

In person you was virgin

Dispersing feelings like donuts

The jig was up

As you whipped them fake ass tears from your eyes

Fuck yo sympathy

You get no duckets

How bout this Hennessy

Know I got that potion

That'll take the enemy influential

Outta any hoe cuz

If a duck is a duck

Then these hoes is hoes

I told you I'm a real nigga

These fake niggas/ materialized

You looking for plasticity

I'm looking for some sticky icky

And good vagina

Tryna get my vibe up

Don't know what you bout but

Knew there's something about ya

Wish I'd known you a little quicker though

So I could switch up game

Mid download you said it

I was stumped then beheaded

Wishing I had got jumped instead Cuz

The feeling got mutual

As we our separate ways/

I went home thinking about how karma suit you and I

Now you

Shot me down/ down x2

Hit me up x2

Straight to the point

I overlooked it from jump

Fell off the edge with the slightest nudge

Broke off a nug/ burned a bug

Then ran out

Heart on my sleeve

My mama said to let it be

Screaming amen

May you do your part or mayhem

When you park/ out the civic

Show the difference that she once saw

Inside you niggas

Naw I don't mind you niggas

Triggers turn into Twitter these days

And so I'm chilling

Sipping cold ones till I'm nauseous

I don't feel like talking

But I got something to say

And I don't feel like walking

But that'll make for better cherishment once drifting through yo civic

Pulled a fast one

As I swerved up off yo bitch today

Riding down the blvd

Lancaster to be pacific

Riding in my civic thought

You would be the difference

Said you ride/ I said it's not stick

You saying it doesn't matter

If the matters attracting good vibes

We went across the map with/

It got dimmed/ not the lights but the action

Fights turn to silence

And a mic tryna answer things like

How loving you's the best worst thing I ever did to me

But it's ok though I ain't tripping

I heard you birth a chillin

Stubbornness can't fight that image

Say wsup hello

I saw it all when that picture puzzle door with no hinges opened prisms

Dodging prisons to get here

You not with me and I feels it everyday/ I say I'm lucky knowing I'm blessed with

You I stress too much

The message got received

I hope you cherish every moment

I'll be fucking and smoking away the pain

I've found my sanest days

To pave the way to this shit

Though I can't lie that I miss ya

Some mole up on chicken

Them school lunches was the business

Wishing i had never asked for this

Tryna erase the pass with a magic stick

Somebody got a bic?

I’m tryna get lit(echo)

Asap asap

Why you say that

Say that you wouldn’t smoke with meeeee

BITCH!/ how many more excuses do you got

How many more exclusives do i got

Hot ones/ yeah my middle finger hot

Said a lot of stuff

For all i know you could be the cops bitch

Switching up a lot

Just might have to switch up off the lot

Is it a bugatti is it a

Stop asking all these questions

Cuz its not yours

And bitch you ain't getting in

Its just wdfg/ this some royal indie shit

What if i stayed though

I would’ve got played like fuhk

Yo yo

Check ya tone when you talk that shit that on

Wasn’t on and you barely hanging on

Caught you slipping when you had that black acura

Wait hold up

Who’s a scumbag

You ain't got no acura

But i ain't tripping you can have one

You can have two

Hot ones

Wait hold up bitch I’m not done

Had a dream like boow/ popped one

And so your dead to me sort of speak

Had to do this shit accordingly

Let the world spoil me

I only know how to tie my shoes

Why would i tie you

Im am not a tie dude

Im chilling off that backwood

That good drag

You old i should where tiedye head ass

Ol we should be friends head ass

Ol make me a song for me head ass

Fuck outta here

How did it come to this?

Probably the dumbest question I can think of while tryna be all mysterious and deep etc

But I guess what I'm tryna ask is what is civic?

Hold the rhetoric cuz I can't give you a solid answer myself

Not the car/ not even the word itself but this project

The one you just heard I mean

Of course there's a reason it's the title of the project but why?

Yes why!? That's it

So let me tell you the reason I chose the title

It started with the car

Yeah, I saw a lot of classmates and people of my age with civics and I always wanted one because

It just seemed like one of those cars you couldn't go wrong with you know

It's a decent looking car/ great on gas

And if it works...

Wtf else would a 17 year old (btw I'm 19) want out of any car that he or she is not paying for?

That's just my thought but following that

I had this idea of a short film or series that I would love to tell you about but.... NO!

I'll tell you this much though it's called civic

Also fun fact or actually the confirmation of the title I made a song called H.E.A.R.T me

That I didn't release so stop typing

2nd verse of that song goes

"They said all you wanted was a slice I didn't believe em

In your dm's I would slide for a reason

A season to depict my journey with ya

Probably be the coldest winter

I remember the time I met ya

Playing it cool like a mint does

Swiftly/ and you was riding with me

Till you got crazy

Scurr/ crash

100 on the dash I watched you laughed as you jumped out with no scratch

Nor feelings attached

I saw you hop inside his Acura

I guess my civic wasn't fast enough

A nice guy she said I was

But wasn't black enough and blah blah blah

That last line

I saw you hope inside his Acura I guess my civic wasn't fast enough had manifested in a matter of months when all of a sudden

Bryan got an Acura and I got a civic

We just couldn't pass the moment up so...

But still what does it mean cuz it has to mean something

I want it to mean something