Sometimes I need to paint
You could be my canvas
Sometimes I want to escape
Even though its selfish

I'm always comin' over and I'm smokin you out because
Everything is better with a blunt in your mouth
When the clock strikes 12 I'll be freakin' you out
Make us both forget what we were worried about

But traffic's jammed on the 405
So I hop in the whip ‘cuz there's not much time
I'm gonna get to you

Fly through the streets like a hawk through the sky
I'll be in and out like a drive-by
I'm going to take the canyon
Feels so good because I know that it's wrong
I get back home like nothing's going on
I'm going to take the canyon

Sometimes I bite my lip so I don't slip and say his name
Cuz in these magic moments I get homesick all the same

I'm always comin over and I'm smokin you out because
Everything is better with a blunt in your mouth
If I waited for you I'd just be waiting' alone
So when the clock strikes 2 ill be on my way home

But traffics jammed on the 405
So I hop in the whip cuz there's not much time
And damnitt I'm gonna get to you

Fly through the streets like a hawk through the sky
I'll be in and out like a drive-by
I'm going to take the canyon
Feels so good because I know that it's wrong
I get back home like nothing's going on
I'm going to take the canyon

Sippin' Marmalade...

He said he was born to be the other man
(I'm going to take the canyon)
So I got to see him when I get the chance
Baby I'm on my way

Fly through the streets like a hawk through the sky
I'll be in and out like a drive-by
I'm going to take the canyon
Feels so good because I know that it's wrong
I get back home like nothing's going on
I'm going to take the canyon

Gonna do what I gotta do, gonna get to you...