[Chorus: Roads]
I'm feeling holed up
I'm going nuts
Already rolled up all of the buds
I just wanna feel some sunshine
Get back to good
Same as everybody in my neighborhood
Something tells me that it's over
No going back
Can't put the rabbit back in the hat
I'm just trying to stay sober
I wish I could
Same as everybody in my neighborhood

[Verse 1: Krayzie Bone]
(Eyyyy)
Really I just want a little bit of sunshine
Enjoy a little bit of fun time, one time
I'm really sick of all the cloudy days
Feel like I'm drowning man
I'm sick of standing in the crumb line
I wanna be somebody different
Do something different
Use the gift God gave me
So I can get up out the neighborhood
Get myself together come back
Give back so they can all hate me, well
But is it really worth it though?
Sometimes I think to myself what am I working for?
Been on my dirty low now I'm trying to come up
Real life got me stressing
Roll another blunt up
The Hennessey and gin mixed in make it better
I thought this at first, but that make shit worse
I need a verse, my positive adversity
Feels like I'm cursed
After mud, to the dirt in my neighborhood
[Chorus: Roads]
I'm feeling holed up
I'm going nuts
Already rolled up all of the buds
I just wanna feel some sunshine
Get back to good
Same as everybody in my neighborhood
Something tells me that it's over
No going back
Can't put the rabbit back in the hat
I'm just trying to stay sober
I wish I could
Same as everybody in my neighborhood

[Verse 2: James Begin]
The last time I left
I wanted to stay home instead
Kick it and stack up some bread
But now I'm depressed and spend every day in my head
I was home sick, now I'm sick in my bed
And I'm piecing together my last blunt
With weed that I found in the carpet
I probably can't re-up till next month
Cause I just got fired from Starbucks
I want more than I want to work for
And it feels like a chore anymore
To explore through the door
I could really use a change of pace
And I'm trying to get paid like Melinda Gates
I'm sick of take out and these Tinder dates
I'm sick of paying dues with an interest rate
Shit's rough, everybody in the city feels stuck
And we're all holed up, shot the buck
[Chorus: Roads]
I'm feeling holed up
I'm going nuts
Already rolled up all of the buds
I just wanna feel some sunshine
Get back to good
Same as everybody in my neighborhood
Something tells me that it's over
No going back
Can't put the rabbit back in the hat
I'm just trying to stay sober
I wish I could
Same as everybody in my neighborhood

[Verse 3: Prof]
Uh, yea
Hold up
What's the hold up?
I'm holed up
I roll up another backwoods like a soda
Groundhogs day, I smoke hay in a toga
Honestly it's more of a robe though
Really doesn't matter I suppose though
Way too many things that I don't know
But we jump online like we know though
On the low low, we like Dodos
I wanna see you face to face
We can make some better days
Garden of Eden awaits
Ehhh
Fuck that, cock back
It's a lock, about to rob a mother fucking bank
I'm so sick of spinning in place
Life's a bitch, I'm feeling a way
Rat race we living in cages, yup
This year I got much older
Full time job to stay sober
I'm just trying to keep my composure
Wake me up, bro, when it's over (over)
[Chorus: Roads]
I'm feeling holed up
I'm going nuts
Already rolled up all of the buds
I just wanna feel some sunshine
Get back to good
Same as everybody in my neighborhood
Something tells me that it's over
No going back
Can't put the rabbit back in the hat
I'm just trying to stay sober
I wish I could
Same as everybody in my neighborhood