Church In A Chevy - Jordan Davis

20 in a Chevy on a two lane Yeah, world keeps turning, I keep burning Through the night like cigarettes Country station, black top, ocean I ain't shook that summer yet I'm doing fine like I don't care And that song comes on outta where And I go right back there, yeah You're always gonna be... 20 in a Chevy on a two lane Hand out the window singing Night Train Here life still tastes like your name Rolling off my lips and Sweat drips, time slips It's my hands and your hips It's your lips on my lips I wonder if you ever miss 20 in a Chevy on a two lane Old school feeling, hay field dreaming Yeah we had it all planned out Hands in your hair, middle of nowhere Midnight moon beating down On the hood of my truck where you used to be Nothing falling but your hair, the stars and me Now we're just small town history Girl I swear all I see is 20 in a Chevy on a two lane Hand out the window singing Night Train Here life still tastes like your name Rolling off my lips and Sweat drips, time slips It's my hands and your hips It's your lips on my lips I wonder if you ever miss 20 in a Chevy on a two lane Yeah we were 20 in a Chevy on a two lane Windows fogged up in the hard rain How the hell did we have such a good thing And let it slip away, we let it slip away Like 20 in a Chevy on a two lane Hand out the window singing Night Train Here life still tastes like your name Rolling off my lips yeah then Sweat drips, time slips It's my hands and your hips It's your lips on my lips I wonder if you ever miss 20 in a Chevy on a two lane 20 in a Chevy on a two lane 20 in a Chevy on a two lane Girl you were 20 in a Chevy on a two lane

And will not be condemned Will not be lost to the fiery lakes of Hell We are told to repent to be baptized In the Holy Ghost, you are saved by the blood of Jesus Christ She hit the road and I hit the bottle I knew she wouldn't be back tomorrow And I'd be hurtin' in the mornin' either way So I called the boys, said, "Let's go raise some hell" But they've settled down, so I went by myself To smoke cigarettes and pour poison on my pain Well, I drank Teremana 'til me and it were gone I ain't in a good place, but better here than home I'm hungover in a church pew Girl, I hurt you, but I hurt too I'm comin' down on a Sunday mornin' Hands shakin', my forehead pourin' Lord knows all the hell you put me through On a Saturday, what was I supposed to do? I'm hungover in a church pew The sun beatin' down on a stained glass window Preacher man preachin' that fire and brimstone And I just hope that it would ease my burden I ain't been in a while, so I ain't gonna take my Piece of the bread and nip of the grape wine Even though it would keep my head from hurtin' 'Cause I drank Teremana 'til me and it were gone I don't wanna be here, but I'm where I belong I'm hungover in a church pew Girl, I hurt you, but I hurt too I'm comin' down on a Sunday mornin' Hands shakin', my forehead pourin' Lord knows all the hell you put me through On a Saturday, what was I supposed to do? I'm hungover in a church pew Got a long road, a broken heart Ahead of me, I'll be between The Bible and a neon sign This ain't the first, won't be the last time I'm hungover in a church pew Girl, I hurt you, but I hurt too I'm comin' down on a Sunday mornin' Hands shakin', my forehead pourin' Lord knows all the hell you put me through I bet the devil never thought this is what I'd do I'm hungover in a church pew We have been adopted into the family of God through Christ Jesus In Him we have and we find redemption through His blood The forgiveness of sins

Hello? See I'm sittin' down in my whip and I'm just Tryna figure out how I can go to church as I is, I mean as I am I'm not a bad guy, I've been tellin' all of my partners, "It ain't no scam" Even when I got jammed up, I told the lady cop, "Yes ma'am" And I just had a court case Why you judgin' me too? There ain't even what the Bible say you supposed to love me too I was in the mud, you supposed to pull me up You just dragged me through I was poppin' all the pills You ain't pray for me You just drugged me too Comin' up I was bumpin' that Cross Movement They was callin' it thuggin' music Gospel gangsta, when I'm walkin' in You want the fake daps and fake hugs music When they hear the strip club music They gon' gеt the instrumental If I play "Fettuccinе" for the strippers I bet they get real sentimental, uh Life is like a box of colored pencils And tryna write the rules with no utensils You lookin' so stupid, plain and simple You might as well vandalize the temple You might as well go to Heaven and tell God "Move, step aside, allow me" (Pssh) That's crazy You ain't finna get strucked 'round me And I know Christ died for us, but that ain't make you king I put it on angel wings I'm ten Why you give me the run-around? We on the same team Why you keep crabbin' on my lifestyle? That's Eugene, see, look I don't wanna just walk around Feelin' sad inside, that's blue genes Yeah, I don't care if y'all sittin' there watchin' me That's you stream I don't care about your made-up philosophy I read Proverbs, fool What you mean "Get up off the stage, right now"? You came to my concert, fool It ain't even gotta be like this But I'm fed up, man They be sayin' I'm prideful when I got my head up, man Why you tryna come fight me? You ain't even squared up, man I don't want no smoke 'cause The gang might tear it up, man I feel like, now, I feel like my spiritual walk Is a lot better than where it was I think because I did grow up in the church and I had this It was like this pressure to go every Sunday Yeah, uh, ayy No church in a while, God Please help out your child I'm pandemic to my limits and they treatin' me so foul I was tryna help my people feel like Moses for a minute But these people call me fake and tell they children not to listen I thought we was family I thought we was kin, deeper than our skin I thought we was blood Covered by it for our deepest sins I ain't been to church in quite a min' Partially because I'm nervous That these folks won't let me in I be feelin' like they hate me And lately they twist my words up to bait me And I try to dispel the rumors But all that's drivin' me crazy But if I'm honest, there's some pastors who passionate 'bout my peace I be wantin' to blame the church but some of it reside with me I'm finally open to try it, to tour a club or a church After quarantine, I was like "Man, I'm good if I never search" But I needed people like I need my senses Hopefully, we find consensus And we come to our senses No church in a while

Ridin' in my Chevy and I'm sittin' at the light, at the light I got *** in my blood, sippin' Remy Keep it pimpin' with my pinky off the curtain All the people when they see me like, Snoop turn it up When I'm ridin' in my Chevy and I'm sittin' at the light, at the light I got *** in my blood, sippin' Remy Keep it pimpin' with my pinky off the curtain All the people when they see me like, Snoop turn it up I'm in my zone *** Get stuck in the ribs by old bone crusher 2 tone leather with a soul of a hustler Tryna stack mail, stealin' clothes from my brother People wanna know am I close to my mother I'm a premature baby, I'm ahead of the others Yes, I'm aware of the gutter Ahead of my time, the games gettin' smothered I stay on the grind but it's only gettin' rougher *** think I'm playin' 'til they smokin' like a muffler 'Bout to take flight and land, open on you bustas Catch me if you can in a world full of suckas *** keep sinfin', they wanna be usher Until they get they eyes and coffin closed by the usher Them punches won't work, you need more muster Lord, lay 'em down, he need no sufferin', *** When I'm ridin' in my Chevy and I'm sittin' at the light, at the light I got *** in my blood, sippin' Remy Keep it pimpin' with my pinky off the curtain All the people when they see me like, Snoop turn it up When I'm ridin' in my Chevy and I'm sittin' at the light, at the light I got *** in my blood, sippin' Remy Keep it pimpin' with my pinky off the curtain All the people when they see me like, Snoop turn it up Hmm, on my road to riches I done seen a lot of roaches and *** That's why the Dogg keep goin' the distance But *** don't know when to listen That's why *** And stay in touch with my competition I'm in touch with my composition Roll a ***, it's the ***, yeah, we got prescriptions Just a G 5, no aggressions Pick a side, yeah, you know we *** And through my eyes I see the world different A hundred G's to record with 'em Hit the gas, get me more engine This is somethin' that was born in 'em No game for a *** just forfeit 'em I'm in tune gimme more rhythm I let the *** and the swords hit 'em Aw, please like a force emblem Now make dead with the mortician ***, it's big Snoop Dogg Ya best to listen, ya heard me? When I'm ridin' in my Chevy and I'm sittin' at the light, at the light I got *** in my blood, sippin' Remy Keep it pimpin' with my pinky off the curtain All the people when they see me like, Snoop turn it up When I'm ridin' in my Chevy and I'm sittin' at the light, at the light I got *** in my blood, sippin' Remy Keep it pimpin' with my pinky off the curtain All the people when they see me like, Snoop turn it up

I know a place that's sound and safe for us now No need to hide or say goodbyes Leave them out, we'll run away It'll be okay Hmm Bum bah dum dum We can chase waterfalls and talk 'til all my hair dries Just lie on the sand, each hand in hand in paradise 'Cause we don't got long 'Til we say so long Hmm Dum dah dum dum dah duh duh dum dah We can live in this lovely dream It'll be my reality Hmm I know a place that has no trace of us now It's just a thought So don't tell me it's wrong

Just another victim of the... victim of the ghetto Just Another victim, that's how it goes, ooh Heavy foot traffic jam the hallway all day Adolescence working for small pay World so little he could never leave his block His home bullet riddled so he always need his Glock He coast with his eye open, keep his metal smoking Young wasted minds fiending on dimes, coking Forgot kids quick to break rules and known to make fools Out of many, down the streets we more safe than school There's no diploma that can break you from the coma Of a bloody war in the country, the youth hungry On the corner hyenas amongst me Yapping about the stories they be hearing, always swearing Can't even spell the shit that he be wearing Caught up in the silk web of material Superficial stains ya brain tissue, that's the issue The young is lost at their own cost, dreaming Screaming how we never hold positions, that's the meaning Mothers of murder victims share the same grief The elderly shake their head in disbelief And no relief came till I aimed And blast one shot and left my name... the GZA Just another victim of the... victim of the ghetto Just Another victim, that's how it goes, ooh My residence is a city where army veterans smoke rocks On torn down blocks, drug spots set up their shops And cops watch innocent niggas roaming flocks Romanism in tops, papers and knots Churches and liquor stores on every corner plot To get money knots some funny niggas act like They could pop Glocks and those who can't cop Sisters giving up ass a lot, brothers giving up cash a lot Babies struggling to become someone because their parent's not Just another victim of the ghetto, where lost minds settle When the devils uncivil society and die free With double 'W' followed by J-D around the necks and wrists The God is now a dog, the Earth is called a bitch And all my people wish to get rich in this wilderness to push a Lexus Ice on everything from rings and bracelets to the necklaces Children molested within these pest infested buildings Seeds uneducated in these schools, paint on the ceilings Is peeling off, but all I see is lost black babies calling "Please somebody save me, please somebody save me" Just another victim of the... victim of the ghetto Just Another victim, that's how it goes, ooh Just another victim of the... victim of the ghetto Just Another victim, that's how it goes, ooh Just another... just another... victim of the ghetto