Clutch ft. Sunrise w/ A Ghost Lyrics

Yeah

Started 2024 in a low state

Yeah some niggas stole the Jeep

Bout a week before Christmas

That Grinch hit, my hit list

Who did it, some Compton niggas

Abandoned on Visalia Ave

More than mad I was fuming

All confusion,

More than sad, cloud was looming

It was Zeusing

Thunderstorming

When it get to raining, it be pouring

Here's the story,

A week later, had to pay my rent

I was spent

Overdraft fees, insufficient funds

Bank was empty, ain't no check please

Never got to eat, so I focus going hungry

Staring at the Jeep, as it sleep

On the curb

Racking up those tickets, like lottery half a Billi

That homelessness like that feeling

Need money if Lord Will it

Those tithes and my God

My Soul you know I spill it

Miss whipping that Jeep like foreign

That four by four be euphoric

And I know,

Staring at the those popped locks

Steering column all kinds of fucked up

Hot wired, by Niggas hired by the streets curse

They gon rob niggas starting wit they feet first

In truth Tyheed hurt, but I feel better though

Dominic Toretto flows, so

Rebuild that shit just like charger

Go farther when I be racing lows

Bout to rebuild my hopes

From Cherokee ghost, coast

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