Heavy and Rolling - Intellectual

[Verse 1: Andrew Wyatt]

Start up the engine, we're heavy and rolling

Tankful of gas and the night is young

Don't know you

Don't care where you’re going

To the Highline or the heart of the sun

My sweet companion is long as the summer

Black as the river and built to glide

Smooth as glass

Smooth as Marcus Miller

Cold as ice when you climb inside

When the city's flowing

I found a way to move my weary soul

Ridin' straight and low

Stay heavy and rolling

You deal in ducats, you deal in illusion

Pay for pleasure with your pretty face

You confuse

War and prostitution

In my starship I sail freely through space

When the city's flowing

I found a way to move my weary soul

Ridin' straight and low

Stay heavy and rolling

I was lost and lonely like you

Hollow-eyed and broken inside

Then I found something lasting and true

A beautiful ride

Might have to wait to start in on your drinking

All of Hell’s Kitchen’s standing in that line

I’ll be here

Living in my Lincoln

Occupying space and conquering time

When the city's flowing

I found a way to move my weary soul

Ridin' straight and low

Stay heavy and rolling